I can’t trust what I feel
Still in the Matrix
Let me believe I’m fighting against the system they lie saying I’m still in the system thinking of being a hero Smashing Pumpkins with the zero nice try Neo
How many barricades to defeat these demons fully equipped lawyers with legal grounds I can’t see them freedom appears to be fleeting but I’m swinging something sharper than a two-edged sword with one accord in the spirit yes Lord and truly they’re afraid of faith from my vocal chords
I write filling chapters of an upcoming publication without a single hesitation although lies wait until I’m weak to blurt out falsehoods misconceptions promoting misconduct white rabbit foot luck stuck in being useless
Senses lie and people lie and feelings lie hopes are born hopes do die to disappear without meaning or no reasoning regarding why by unseen influences undetectable to naked eyes wasting strength straining to obtain a letter of intention always carried away
What can be trusted on Earth?
