Echo Chamber

Face left blue, vindictive scream
I don't want to know

I see. I'm blind
Stick with my kind
Right all the time
Playback, rewind
My own placebo

These echos all around me
They validate my crimes

I'd rather bleed
than ever cede
to attempt some kind of alien approach
I'm fine

And I hate
And I'm scared
Like hell I'm not
What stupid thoughts
But maybe not
My mind's so fraught
Is there something
Something shared

Are we the same
Two sides of the same coin
Not white, Not black
But grey

Now it's clearer
And there's less fear
And now I finally see

Escaping these bonds, of futility
Emboldened by a lack of truth and proof and still-born narratives
Upheld by whims
A Gentry of keyboard masses
When in reality what we all want
It spans across all classes

Freedom to think
Freedom to choose
Freedom from harm when expressing your views
Freedom to be
Freedom to be
Freedom to be
Freedom to be



Credits
Writer(s): Tony Bertolino
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