Unblinking, bloodshot eyes.
Everything is hazy and unclear.
Try to stop looking for a second.
It's like a trance,
Or a drug.
Why this world is consumed.
Even I am of the pack.
Not sure if this phenomenon is what it seems.
Not sure if I am glad of its presence.
I would rather abstain from it,
So as to not become apart of that.
But shall I?
It's simpler to criticize from afar.
Uninterested in the affairs of self.
Don't allow it.
Or consumed you shall be.
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