to be a ghost...

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fuck off, the internet, i'm tired of circling amongst apologists, who love ignoring the reality, of unarmed civilians executed publicly, they want you to be a ghost, when they rob you of your hope, but you've got power when they're not expecting anything, born as a data mine for targeted marketing, and no one will listen up until you become a hashtag or a meme, but hate's not a fad that dies with its virality, they want you to be a ghost when they rob you of your hope, but you've got power when they're not expecting anything, i rush to my phone, because i don't wanna feel alone, they forced us to grow, into a world without a soul, you're frozen with dread as their chatter becomes deafening, if you're tired of being told, to stop complaining about the cold, burn those fuckers in their homes, burst their bubble and break their bones, they want you to be a ghost, they want you to be a ghost, but we've got power, cause they can't stop the things that they refuse to see