dead enough to feel alive

if you can’t act dead,
then why not be it instead?
no masks, no play, no thrill
just silence, raw and still.

be selfish, be dumb,
be rude, let the chaos hum...
don’t bend for a world that never did,
don’t smile for a wound you forever hid.

if they really wanna give a fuck, they will,
they’ll climb your quiet, stand still.
but you? …will you bleed or chill?
will you care, or kill the will?