Used to Me

We are all lost,
Tossed in a sea of shit and rot,
Taught to be ourselves,
But really, all they think we should’ve thought
To be as they made us be.
I’m just as bad at this all
As I used to be.
I’m worn down to naught and caught
Up in a whirlwind of decay and haven’t got
Two cents of sense to know what to believe,
But in all this time, you should be used to me.