Heads Up

Do I need some sort of proof of purchase to prove I've found my purpose
Haven't found it yet
I'm still trying to convince myself I'm not worthless
Running in circles inside this circus
No doubt in my head
Yes i deserve this
Self reflection reflects stress and resentment
So it is avoided at all costs
No pennies for my thoughts
Benefits outweighed by risks
Makes more sense to spend spare cents on tater tot hot dish
Feel like my presence threatens progress
Putting long pauses in a cooperative process
If you agree just nod yes
Is it immediately a lost cause caring about lost causes
Nobody can prevent train wrecks
Everybody watches
Zombies capturing the catastrophe on apple watches
Daydreaming at midnight
Imaging when this nightmare will end
Hoping it's near
Helplessly frozen in fear
Tragically its not a tragedy when the distractions subtracted and sensibility is added
Living proof that accidents happen
Giving you less then I received
Who put the truth in books nobody reads
Abandonment issues bruise organs and tissues
No one sees how another internally bleeds
Greeds the new green gasoline
Noticing discrepancies between wants and needs
Spending money on monetary goods is bad
Wasting precious moments more frequently
Tuned Into a disturbing frequency
Proudly provided by the evil powers that be
Treading water with weights and one arm in the deep end
Times taken its toll on our species as a whole
It's too late to hit the brakes
We've been relying on autopilot
You're lying if you're denying we're out of control
Who will save your soul
It takes real talent to destroy all of civilization
Especially when the majority is happy to just Netflix and chill in the basement
I'm gonna lay out a welcome mat for judgement day
I pray we see everything in biblical prophecy
Push the almighty past the breaking point
only choice is to release what was written in revelations
Well rehearsed excuses will be useless
Our creator isn't susceptible to well spit bullshit that belongs in a garbage receptacle
Eternity gets decided by an individuals life story
Minus the omits and exaggerations
Save the hardships and explanations
Can you handle being handed nothing but the cold hard truth
Have we developed a way to ignore our conscience
Our morality lost all value
Poisoned by insignificant people's perceptions
Both assailants and victims
Born innocent die guilty
Our sins are stains we can't wash away
We stay filthy