Check this out, you live behind a window,
Like an experimental rat,
To be opened up by a crazy scientist.
To be dosed with your own smack.
Hey, manage this, you became a widow!
Sedated, sooth and fat,
You know the worst? You hardly ever noticed.
You really are a rat.
Like an avatar being played in second life.
Like a family man who never knew his wife.
A fix picture of what you were one day,
A depressive lack of faith.
Like a pederast looking for kids on-line,
Like a therapist who became a sociopath.
A moron, an idiot, an addicted to drugs,
Addicted to you. Attached to the past.
One day you take a walk around,
But you need your medical soon.
You can barely distinguish what is true and what is not,
You built your social ruin.
Controlled by a network that doesn’t let you think,
You were good with the sword, the best with the ink.
You became a widow and you hardly ever noticed.
You really are a rat.
J S
Periodistas Muertos 