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The lies, shared from the early days

Bent series, the path that shapes your ways

The endless, options there

But they can wait, the pressure

Too much to contemplate

Forced to march in twinned cocoons,

Taught me words and numbers same

Indoctrinated by leaders past,

Molding to our laval brains

Some will choke, some learn the game,

Other lose and go insane

Kill yourself !

Hold down, keep the blackened thoughts inside

Step back, take control, don’t run and hide

Black-out, fear of failure, life denied

Anchor down, show the strength, it will subside

Partials of inspiration, spread you wings and kick down walls

Antipodean destruction, ignore the words and gaping flaws

Open minds feed interaction, shallow hide behind closed doors

Free yourself !

Man is the bastard, and you’re gonna get burned

The societal anchors will drop in turn

In turn!

Progression breeds self-satisfaction

Annul the doubts and post your scores

Clowns will make your life a circus

The ones you keep are the ones you hold

Nothing profound you’re scenes of madness

Automated mind control

Free yourself !

Look around !

Its life unfound !