My feed screams at me
The government lies to me
My relationship drains me
My mind can't take it anymore
The diagnosis came
But the treatment never came
And I exist in the midst of all this
Without a center
Sartre said
That we are condemned to be free
But freedom has its weight
When my mind can't recover
When a like replaces a hug
And rhetoric replaces reason
And the white noise of it all
Becomes my prison
White noise
I can't hear anymore
White noise
I can't feel anymore
Everything at once
Nothing in the right place
White noise
And I'm in the midst of this war
The politician uses me
The algorithm shapes me
The abuser rewrites me
The crisis sweeps me away
The system diagnoses me
But doesn't treat me
And I keep on existing
Even when everything kills me
It's not victimhood
It's lucidity that hurts
Seeing the whole mechanism
That corrodes me
Condemned to be free
In a world that imprisons
Free to scream into the void
That echoes without an answer
White noise
I can't hear anymore
White noise
I can't feel anymore
The feed lies
The state lies
Love hurts
The mind bleeds
The diagnosis comes
The treatment doesn't come
I exist in the midst of it all
And I refuse to be noise
I am not the feed
I am not the vote
I am not the diagnosis
I am not the scar
I am not the noise
I am what's left
After all of this
I am the rage
I am the lucidity
I am the open wound