dehumanized

I just got here

in this overpriced jungle 

and the vultures are already circling around me

the saliva of the untamed thrist drips endlessly 

they can not wait

for the flesh to get a little cold at least 

such a miss education

around we see the overapreciation for the hyper estimated 

they are all 

waiting for me to die

or thinking I am in automatic pilot

like a fucking robot 

looking deep in our eyes 

but prefering to deal only with the surface

there is no more attention in the surroundings 

scattered as the glasses of your mirror

needing to beg for the bare minimum 

an eye for an eye, unlearned unnatural respecting 

you depend on us and act like we are your slaves

treating with disdain

forgetting to be humane

although we are all in the same ship sinking

breathing with the help of machineries

everyone needs money and each other to survive

yet some climb over the next unapologetically  

with the imaginary king in the belly

entitled to be arrogant for no reason whatsoever 

well, you does not own the hive 

must hurt in the very core

to be anything better than this

a lot of ado about nothing 

weariness is the water in this swamp

and it is increasing

into overflow