Tied

You have us tied

Because of the l***

You have us tied,

Because we need to be connected

You have us tied

To a world that is fiction

… which hurts our minds and senses.

 

You know all of us,
Because of the l***
We think we share
But we are only exhuming

Not truly giving.

You play, bloodily, with us
And we, blind, let you...
Following the condensed Cloud
Of

Tweets which become Barks

Of

Strangers who become “friends”

and

Fruits becoming religions.

It's sad being marionettes