Disjointed

'DISJOINTED'

Why am I sitting here, forced to listen to lies?
Glued to this wooden seat I lean back and close my eyes
And think about the distorted views that have infected their
minds
But their hypocritical words only add to their own demise

It seems my mind only cries for the truth to be found
But instead it lies isolated, treated like a clown
Seeped in the ignorance of those who walk without cause
Brought down by the words of a society of frauds

A terror that strikes them deep, makes them unable to see
That what they've commmited to doesn't make them free
Cemented to an emptiness they fill with a flawed void
Only adds to their lonliness and takes away their mind