Prompt: To Whom It May Concern"

Time has come to write a letter To share some thoughts for worse, for better Woke up sore again today My heart, my gut, my soul, all over

Time has come to write a letter To share some thoughts for worse, for better Woke up sore again today My heart, my gut, my soul, all over

We used to sit and talk and listen Agree-to-disagree discussion We used to be much stronger Then they fed you hate and made a weapon

Manipulated sense of urgency Obliterate your sense of empathy Algorithm feeding your despair Now you're seeing devils everywhere

A ghoul is what you've now become Sold your soul to end another But we are all your next of kin Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother

Sleep paralysis took hold of me (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) Immobilizing dread despondency (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) Algorithm feeding our despair (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) Now we're seeing devils everywhere (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother)

(We are all your next of kin) (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) (We are all your next of kin) (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) (We are all your next of kin) (Neighbor, sibling, elder, mother) (We are all your next of kin) Model: ExcelaXL 20251018c