Mainstream
Plastic prosthetic simplicity
without the intention to speak
Weaving into gruesome toxicity
Comfort which begins to look bleak
Confusion broken and shattered
Clothes worn out and tattered
Care beyond belief
Cancer amongst relief
Bleeding for the last time
Accused of an innocent crime
Falling into the branded and shamed
Remaining only beaten and maimed
We're only game pieces
Miniscule and obsolete
And while the plague releases
we're left far from complete
Pleasure and disease
Giving into dread with such ease
We cannot win
when we don't even begin
Beautiful only in greed
Representation without need
Broken, so we begin to bleed
Hopes and dreams can only recede
Choked off before we speak
Never paying word or mind
Comfort we refuse to seek
repentance we fall behind
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