Discharge Me
Think. Think. Think.
Why am I here?
This universe is a rehab center,
treating your addiction to knowing yourself-
until you stop asking, Who am I?
Then they keep you locked in. Read more from here...
Precious Grabage
Without fear, without regret,
from a point where there is nothing to lose,
with an open heart-they humiliated me.
From that girl in school
to a whore from the parlour,
sometimes I think I was made like a lab rat Read more from here...
The Universe is a Rehab
Why was I sent here in the first place?
I never signed up for this.
Now they're playing God with my life-
crooning self-praising anthems like twisted prayers,
bowing to their own reflections.
Later, they'll surely ask if I'd return to the rehab. Read more from here...