Time to Awaken
Apathy rains over your body
Your soul’s limelight is that of emptiness
Your heart beats dishonesty slowly chewing away at its self
What is the principle of living?
Living through the tediousness of suburbia?
Being but a pawn on the chess board, just something to entertain your God’s (This is a metaphor)
The once innocent clay mold of your entirety has been thoughtlessly molded by a society of replicas
, all wearing the same masks and along with your God’s declaration of perfection
Eventually you create your own facade to satisfy masses
In the end you utterly lose your individuality
You carve your psyche into pieces
Once you finally question your existence you believe it’s too late.
You are but a manufactured existence
So what’s the point to living a life that’s not yours?
It’s not too late to generate your own persona
Embrace your originality and look down upon the replicas
Awaken your inner self and banish your facade
Manage Your Items