Finally lost it

I found myself lost
so I followed your track marks
fast forward through the bad parts
I wish half of you had hearts
Life's harsh
Can't remember last March
Shit starts to accumulate
pretend to be immune to hate
Medicate my mental state
Appreciate opportunity
Opposed to opinions
Popping opiates
Only the pretty ones
lonely lines of loyalists
dependant residents
Plastic replicas
Represent pedestrians
Questions exist to be eternally pondered
exercising demons
Dealing with monsters
Feeling the flaws mankind fosters
Worry about my mind since you lost yours
Infinite dimensions in all directions go through two doors
And pens spew fiction tangled with truth

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