Awake for days,
Fixing illusions, up in our brains,
While words, messed up in a tangle,
Rip the pleasures off, our hands...
We're rats on something,
& mighty things, will snatch from behind.

- How are You Now ? - Question 1.
Were you really there, or not there ?
Everybody knows, a wretched soul,
Creeping in there, or out there.

We are alert ! Yet in factions !
We fear the mighty things ! We are alert !

We could retaliate ! Wreakin' havoc !
But we fear the mighty things / We keep it straight.

> Slow down !
First thing is, to slow down...
And take some time,
To seek within,
Your very self.
It's not about, bitching in line.

(act or forget)