New World Order

I've been desensitized

To the world before my eyes

It no longer means the things it should

Stuck here in this cul du sac

Where there's no looking back

But would I even if I could?

I walk by screaming pleas for help

Only concerned about myself

Shrug off my responsibilities

Now I just sit alone

This empty box my only home

With no one answering my pleas

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