G.A.M.E.

Birth;

Bought into a malicious place.

Earth…

We, the people…

A disgrace.

Developing through

What isn’t given to you.

Earn it

Through hypocrisy.

Be all that is true…

What is

“True”?

If all you know

Is a lie?

Are you, you?

Who’s to say

There’s “trust”?

Only a lie…

Trust leaves you dust.

Forget hope;

Pray on catastrophe.

It is a

Blessing.

The world will fall before me…

What am I to gain?

What shall I amend?

Are they monsters?

Or am I…

Nothing…

But the end…