scissored cortex sprouting anger

from where does your sorrow stem?
some aged and cluttered hem
is it a blasters cry for recognition?
you be a full grown man in precognition?
from wearing your suit in bed at night
from caging your life in a home so bright?
from giving humans a numerical code
or describing them as animals crossing roads?
from thinking the worst of natures' sounds
giega counters with epileptic pounds
did you deny and defy both logic and karma?
or let hatred eat you whole?
did you fail to breath with different souls
leave the invoice enclosed
with innerspring dialectic shadows
rush headlong into too many barriers?
you mean something somehow you matter
to someone you'll find, not long now.
"why not smile...you've been down for a while"