IDENTITY CRISIS

living this life like a drama class
disposition is only an act
cruelty accusations from your biased mouth
artificial addictions afflict every breath.

scream for attention, you got no comprehension
of your own reflection so scream for compensation!
the spectacle corrupts your dream of who you should be
forget about your real self, your identity rots on a dusty shelf.

living this life like a drama class
disposition is only an act
celebrity life dictates your own
a mansion of narcissism is your home
its no surprise that we are so alone

the spectacle corrupts your dream of who you should be
you’ve got to remember your true self,
but all you ever do is dust that shelf.

-matt

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