Deep End Poem by Noble Bandit

Empty inside. You’re not alone

Wha…? O.o. No fault of your own

Behind fake emotions, masquerade mask

It’s your brain that just needs to defrag

Shades of grey. Hard to explain

Needing a spyware scan again

Can’t concentrate. Can’t think. Wazup?

No time for WoW. Ah, that suxs

You’re the master of your own head

3 you buddy. Tough luck man

How sad…sad face… Needs a life

Yup…yup. It’s all about the vibe

Routine’s a killer. Don’t feel trapped

Or give yourself brain damage

Drive out pointless anxiety

And disturbing states. AHVIOUSLAH.

New ways of being and seeing

Question the status quo

Bland existence or sunny smile

A social life? I dunno

Take my hand and grab it

Come out of the dark corner

…as you catch your breath thinking

Everything’s wonder beautiful!