Forgotten

We are the enemy of a state of mind. The truth is now so hard to find. With societies crumbling, we bear the weight. Of silent struggles and a fractured fate. Where Cities riddled with monkey dust. With governments that we can't trust. Frustrations of forgotten people. Who have now become just mere sheeple. Follow the crowd, the herd, the flock. When will this madness ever stop? No train of thought. What were we thinking? Now people's hopes and dreams are sinking. We are the people of this forgotten town, and governments can't keep us down. No freedom of speech or speech of freedom. While families struggle with cost to feed them. How did things get in such a mess, for all of us to acquiesce? Not one of us agreed to this. With governments that take the piss. Suppress the people, hold them down. This circus is run by a clown. With people feeling full of woe. No agreement to this status quo. Whilst people think they have no choice. Society has lost it's voice. And why they do their best to exile them? The lunatics have the keys to the asylum.