Game of Thumbs
Spoken word on my TikTok Mah_Butt_Itches
I’m so tired of the game
where somehow i’m supposed to care
about your cries for attention
and the banalities I call my day
Where I throw up some pictures
and assert I’m better than
all the thoughts inside my head
that tell me I better fucking not
I wait for the call to adventure
but it’s an extended warranty expiring
they keep trying to reach me
and I keep fucking declining
I seek “what is my meaning?”
and find myself meaning less
A digitized compliation
of what I think is my best
As if I’ve made an ego
of the ego that made me
and now I care so much more
about what you think of me
Like some god damned mind reader
Oh, I can somehow tell
And you can see behind my eyes
Cause my lashes are the gates of hell
I used to care so much
about a lot of little things
and now I just stare in the mirror
wondering who is looking at me
My name was given to me
from someone else’s mind
My interests, hopes, aspirations
Data based algorithms defined
Even my raging anarchy, chaotic defiance
seems so perfectly in alliance
With someone else’s appliance
I thought I was anomaly
it turns out I am wrong
I’m just another puppet
Singing someone else’s song
…fuck



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