“Confusion that never stops, the closing walls and ticking clocks”…

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Tick… Tick… Tick…
Tock… Tock… Tock…
Can’t switch it off…
That internal clock…

Each passing second…
Minutes becoming hours…
It’s a one way journey…
Ending in wreaths and flowers…

And a simple box…
That carries your bones…
Not your spirit, which…
Like time will have flown…

It’s an omnipresent…
And always on our minds…
Can’t ignore the fucking punchline…
Life’s joke is so unkind…

It gives us a lifetime…
Of thoughts, hopes and dreams…
Then rips them away…
In our bodies’ final scream…

We are born just to die…
In between belongs to us…
But restrained by a system…
With no freedom and no trust…

Where actions aren’t our own…
But someone else’s history…
Everything we say and do…
Has already been…

We are a version of each other…
A mirror of Human’s passed…
All the mistakes we make…
Are replays of the past…

Our thoughts and our emotions…
The sum of what we’re taught…
Are embedded in our psyche…
With premeditated thought…

We’re told what to believe…
And how we all should think…
What is right and what is wrong…
Which God’s blood to drink…

Because life is only half…
Of what we think we see…
Everything else is what…
We’re force fed to believe…

As we edge closer to our grave…
Seconds, minutes, hours, days…
Don’t try to fool yourselves…
It will always remain that way…

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