Higher power damn it. I don’t understand it. Living lucky on this planet, and I’m still acting like a schizophrenic like I got all these panics. Like I’m only still going because of placebos bandages. Everybody’s so arrogant and never want to listen, and they wonder why no one ever pays attention. Unless you’re an entertainer, that sold their soul to a man that collects them in a container. Campaigning that they made it, but really you’re just a product of the system, just the latest. Doesn’t matter and I don’t blame you because the ones that control the youth are always too young. Obsessed with power but forget about the tongue. Obsessed with image, so they don’t want to start the change, they stay timid. We are stuck in a paradox riding the nuts of parodies buzz. Just on social slides and ladders, never planing to climb higher. So does it even really matter? Yes it does.