The face of depression

Many million unable, dead, lost in the head.
As a messenger rides up and shares the facts,
they still chose the pill, choose to be ill.
With electromagnetic insanity and
preservative mastery, the internet fuckery
and time-wasting, sheepish blasphemy.
Nutrition deficiency, and all of that shit.
The Psychiatrist will never tell you this,
You are a cog of the mechanism,
The fucking cell of a biological android,
The system, the corruption, the victim
and the ward of your own prison.
I'm not trying to break your spirits,
not trying to dumb down,
there are no limits to your mind.
I'm telling you to know thyself,
but ignorance is the opposite pole
we are attracted to.
So carry on... carry on with your role...