I’m asleep, brainwashed, easy to control
I’m on autopilot like a robot with no soul If I’m numbed out, closed down, I can ignore what I see Why should I care about you, when I’ve forgotten there’s a me? It’s easier when I’m anaesthetised so I can follow like a sheep If there isn’t a set system, I would collapse in a heap So l’ll choose not to notice, to turn a blind eye Preferring gratification, living my life as a lie You can show me atrocities, talk to me of war Tell me about pornography and the life of a whore But I won’t listen to your ranting as I’m not really here I’m lost to myself, disconnected from my fear You can talk to me of suffering, of animals in distress Point out all the problems, how the world’s in a mess But words and images don’t mean a great deal Because I’m in a deep sleep, can’t see what’s real So if you want me to feel, I’d have to open my heart Melt some of the ice put in place from the start I’d have to come home to reconnect with my pain Finding compassion being gentle with my shame So don’t blame me, judge me, define how I should be Don’t shake me, cajole me, force me to see I can only wake up, when I’m ready and willing When I see in my heart that it’s MY spirit I’m killing
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