Inhuman Race

Thinking about death when i had the weirdest thought What if when the body dies we remain inside Scientist can tell what parts of the brain are active But cant explain where thoughts come from What if we just continue trapped alone in life alone in death Watching the saddest movies to cry and camouflage my shame The grief of others hides my lying tears The smile on my face looks so out of place Never share my dead emotions With your inhuman race