Can't decipher the human code It's getting harder to know what's real Don't know how to live among you all Immune and indifferent, I just can't feel Can't live your life Diminished to a number Dwarfed to a cubicle of flesh Chasing time like a rat on a wheel You make it go faster And complain how it feels INWARD SPIRAL I am asking myself questions Just to hear someone talk I get intimate with my thoughts I'm going quietly insane I alleviate the delusion Of being a slave to triggered responses And remind myself of being alive By frequent incisions and spilling my blood