What's in you?

What is behind the concrete?
Under the helmet?
Behind that face you tell us is not a mask
What's in that juice you prove is real?
With a straw that swallows the essence

What colour are those feathers?
hell what shape are your horns?
what beast have you become?
in a world digitally over run

What kind of personality have you messed in?
The true nature of you begs the question
Just what did you do to make yourself proud?
I want to know what is behind your words

How much are you a drip in a liter
a mindless mammal in a herd?
How loud is that heartbeat?
How inspired your action?
How fast walk your feet?
Toward some hollow attraction?

Is your brain beautiful, creating and choosing?
Or is it just a dark factory pumping out excuses?