There is no thing

Dedicated to Anthony Andrea

It all makes to much sense

That's why it's senseless

Repent

Do your penance

And be human again

Love the ones who see the real you

And feel good about that

And you should thank them

With acts of kindness

Humbled by their transparency

In conspiracy with what they say is real

It doesn't matter how you feel

Or what you think

Because none of us know how to think

And our creative mind is in atrophy

That's why the life that lives

In the blind darkness

Hurts so real