Dread

Long hair

Long time

It's been a while

He hasn't washed it

Uncontaminated

Unharmed

They give you poison

And say it's a cure

They feed it to you

With a spoon

You eat it

Until you blow

I don't trust you

Why should I?

you don't trust me..

Where's the faith

Humanity is no longer a word

We have become aliens

We spend time

In our own planets

Ignoring our surroundings

Because we are comfortable

Inside our own minds

Our own galaxies

Haven't seen you around in a while

Haven't seen you around in a long time

Hey...

I don't hang out with anyone

If I did...

I'd have nothing to say

The time passes

We grow old

Dirty

Our hair knots up

It turns into

Dread