A poem, in a system... that's broken! *dries eye-liner*
the world is full of people
living in ways they don't want to live
getting out of bed when they don't want to wake
wearing clothes they don't want to wear
sitting on buses they don't want to be on
going to jobs they don't want to be in
working long hours they'd rather be free in
eating food they don't want to eat
going to bed when they don't want to sleep
they talk to others only to compete
to see who can tow the line best
to see who's adjusted better than the rest
to see who can give the most sincere smile
to see who best denies that they live in denial
but they unite in hatred of those who rebel
"If I suffer then you should as well!
If you surrender your days your life will be free
If you follow these rules you'll be as happy as me."
the world is full of people
living in ways they don't want to live
getting out of bed when they don't want to wake
wearing clothes they don't want to wear
sitting on buses they don't want to be on
going to jobs they don't want to be in
working long hours they'd rather be free in
eating food they don't want to eat
going to bed when they don't want to sleep
they talk to others only to compete
to see who can tow the line best
to see who's adjusted better than the rest
to see who can give the most sincere smile
to see who best denies that they live in denial
but they unite in hatred of those who rebel
"If I suffer then you should as well!
If you surrender your days your life will be free
If you follow these rules you'll be as happy as me."
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