Empathy is being murdered right before our eyes And we're all letting it happen I think we all underestimate our own Capacity to be manipulated What we call manipulation can easily be a delusional person Trying to convince you of an earnest belief Just because someone's wrong doesn't mean they have to be evil Just because someone hurt you doesn't mean you should make them an object Of your own psychic torture Fallacy has been built up a fortress of fragile psyche And we've all just become passive I think we all overestimate our own Capacity to see genuine manipulation What we call manipulation is often too satisfying to our brain things A dopamine rush to the face Just because something feels right doesn't mean that it's righteous Just because something feels true doesn't mean you aren't being fundamentally lied to In the end, it is likely The pain will remain The illness may never go away But it's never too late to escape the existential void you've been led into By a world hellbent on gaslighting you Every step of the way You survived You survived You survived You survived So why don't you just give yourself permission to be alive