The TV stole my lover
the hypertension i feel
in between the sun and me
burns holes in my eyes
consumption fills the void
of souls that long to scream
is anyone out there listening
or have we all forgotten to look
past the screen
in front of our view
everywhere we turn
there is smoke in the mirrors
and noise filling my ears
making it hard for me to hear
past the scream of electricity and concrete
the motors and the babies
screaming louder
so shove more sugar in their mouths
then when they wont sit still
put them on the pill
when they cry scream till your blue in
the face for them to shut up
shut up
you scream
shut up
shut up
don't you hear me
i said shut up
you scream and the child cries
so you turn on the TV and walk away
the child looks at you for a moment
then feels the void and turns to the TV
to keep themselves company
mommy never loved us
so no one else can
we replace our love with
a screen
that stands between me and you
i try to reach through
but you're so afraid cause you're only used to the blue
light that fades into your brain
tells you i am insane
and you're sane
that there is no such thing as beauty
no such thing as love
no such thing as anything real
back to the virtual world where
you can pacify your feelings
where you can hide your fears
where you're safe from the harm of your own emotions
from your own longings
those dreams you have
i see them inside
but you were told they were
impossible your entire life
so you shut them way
you hid them under the bed
and you ran away
to the other side
hide in the blue light
i come to you
to take you outside
but you refuse
to come and play
you need the safety
the wall between us
of the boxes
that make it numb
make it dull
make you meditate on everything
except how you feel
shut up
shut up go away
you're trying to change me
you say when i tried to take you
to the other side of the screen
it's not real
i don't need to
i don't want to
i am afraid to change
leave me alone
so i walk away
but i come back now
to try to take you outside
to the world beyond the screen
come with me there is another world
beyond this
where you live by what you feel
beyond this
come with me to the other side
one by one i jump into
and try to pull them
out of the box
out of the machine
that's slowly
choking your individuality
mommy mommy
isn't listening
but it doesn't mean
no one else will
come to the other side
unplug the machine
when you feel down
listen to what brings you there
when you feel like crying
let yourself break apart
when you feel like screaming
go outside and let it out
and listen to the voice
inside of yourself
the voice underneath
the noise