Broken World and Broken Mind Controlled by Technology
Television is like a broken world
Scattered people, lost in their own Mind
Like a dog chasing its tail,
Running In circles as they repeat again,
Like the powerful Brain
Being drained, into the night
Like the fog you see at your sight
As you walk into the screen
You come out programmed to fall on
Your Knees,
You broken piece.
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