Make Believe

Write me off, or bleed me dry.
Living inside out, I don't even try.
Pulling on these strings, inhaling smoke.
Exhaling poison, I think I'm gonna choke.

Everyday is the same,
endless hours somewhere in-between.
Tell me we're all in it together,
In this diluted and ignorant scene.

Of fakers and non believers,
Why can't we just be free?
I'm living in a make believe
Non productive version of me.

And no one really sees it,
In this drone inducing reality we live.
If no ones really listening,
Are these even my words to give?