Midnight Blaze

I sit here in my lonely, four-walled prison,
doomed to be surrounded by an empty ocean full of everyone.
Do you understand, does everyone?
These people don't care about anyone but themselves.
They know how to pretend to feel about everything.
So why bother with them, I just worry about myself, I pretend to feel.
I sit as a spectacle for them in their empty oceans
around an even larger ocean of our four-walled prisons.
At the core, we are a herd of connected hypocrites,
we love and live and hate while watching everyone else do so in anticipation.
We are all on fire.
Sitting in the box.
swimming in a midnight blaze.