I believe I see the world in its true form, 

I insert myself into the world's devastatingly inadequate standards, and That's why the deep down authenticity inside me keeps bursting out to remind me of how this world is irreversibly sabotaged and its vandalized idea of life. 

So with all its strength and dignity,  my soul can muster, it pulls me back to hibernation, to continue its back-bending search for self-worth and greater purpose. 

Fear and terror floods over once again as I finish my daily ritual of analysing life. I crash land at my conclusion. 

For My reality will be punished for not complying with the world's unthoughtful, selfish foundations that through fear stay prevalent and in charge. 

So I’m enslaved to the world suppressed social constructs, there’s no escape.