Betrayal… It’s not in a kiss.

It’s denying ourselves bliss and the moments we miss.
It feels like I have been mummified and embalmed with media charms
It’s like I have had antifreeze and been brought to my knees.

We have love and deceit…
Will l ever get off this one-way street?

With this generation of snowflakes I meet.
A word out of place and their mind shakes.

On this conveyer belt where nothing is felt.
I wonder if we put down the phone would we be in the zone?

But I don’t worry the media will tell us what to do…
Welcome to the zoo.

Our minds have been screwed so much.
I have to reach for my emotional crutch.

PS: I love you so much.

 

Sean Mckenna

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