State of Mind

I’ve been told there are 50 states
But my current state
Doesn’t populate
Doesn’t take a census
Doesn’t care
Because the state I live in
Is Oblivion

But as I travel through
Uncharted ground
Such sites to see
And the people
So cute, living in security
Nothing is wrong and everything to see
And there’s me
Living in Oblivity

Am I complaining?
I could sign up for the shouts
The ringing in the ears
Leaders to denounce.

But here I sit
In a motionless pit
I would care to care
But it’s all bullshit