I just wonder if when you created this game, had you ever thought of its players?
Was it just about adding as many complicated layers.
Your selfishly coded layers, defining the roles of all players.
Keeps you entertained doesn’t it? Created dynamic only for your eyes.
You don’t care about the glitch in their eyes!
What were you thinking?
Did you think I would leave no queries because I am sinking?
My vulnerability of never feeling loved,
would leave me your devoted puppet leaving nothing about myself discovered.
You leave me no answer, just me and myself alone to debate
on the clouds of dreams you left me to create.
I don’t know who I am anymore.
Just a little pawn on a chessboard, not played with anymore.
Thrown into the abyss in a black and white frame.
Leaving no power onto me to mastermind my own game.
Constructing my own ruin by following this mainstream behaviour,
Once again I plead for a saviour….
Wake up! You need saving from yourself
To break off from a society that stacked you up like a defect on its shelf.
I wish a tale onto you, one you have coded for yourself
A tale with many shades of colours to tell.
Filled with your own wins and fails.
The only query you have to mail
Is one to your heart, to set you on a journey to your peace and self-discovery.
To live a life on the basis of your own commentary.
Purple Empaths 