Its like this...

No matter the depth of these words/
No chatter could capture the pure absurd/
The aftermath of a shattered curse/
is nevertheless at its worst..../
Bursts of energy replace the fatigue/
of planting some faith in these wasted seeds.../
Waiting for taste of the fruit off the tree/
Debating the colors of changing leaves/
Ranging free like a caged hen/
Bang my head to the wall til it caves in/
Farewell to the fallen and brave men/
who took up defense of our sins.../
Pretense and amends
are two different ends.../
The means are the same
and it mixes and blends/
Talk some shit!
and when finished press send/
Now is a product of then..../
Cleanse my heart is my only prayer/
to wherever it started (whoever's out there)/
I flail in the air and the onlookers stare;/
Removed like a hair after Nair.../
Spare change is now an obsolete term/
Trying to find a lesson and learn
on the merry go round as it turns/
Sicker than sick at the lack of concern/
cus the sound of the silence still burns/
Returns to my heart and visits my dreams/
Shatters the pure of a glistening stream/
Rattles the nerves and is not what it seems/
but I'm already sure what I've seen.../
Senses keen off adrenaline and caffeine/
Tryna fight fatigue while explaining what I mean/
Routines so straight obscene
that I find it hard to breathe/
Its time we start resisting this MACHINE...