February 26, 2008

Plugged Into A System

Safety rules to calm us down. The want to sustain the teenage town. A culture created by the young. An anthem that will always be sung. Recommendations written in red. I never heard anything you said. Media blurs and propaganda haze. They all try to say it's just a phase. Casting out society like it's a religion. Hit me with your exact precision. Insanity that comes and goes. An endless poem that never flows. A social life shot to shit. On the curb is where I sit. Trees that grow out of seeds of madness. Sinners that try not to see the worlds sadness. You've thrown out a paradise. The drugs that will never suffice. A blood thirsty race to make your brain stop. I stare at the building and watch your form drop. The factory pipes lead the homeless people that they feed. From this fatal system I want to unplug. To weave myself out of this conformed rug. Our society built on a lie. They teach the people not to ask why. What's the use for a treble clef when the whole country is turning deaf? Talking to a simulation. Friends of your own imagination. A forbidden story of forgotten love. The memory of what supposedly lies above. Processing words to remove insult. The jury attacks like a mad cult. Falling in love without saying a word. A vision of the future becoming blurred. Maybe we were doomed from the start. The stained brains piled in a shopping cart.

Death to the optimist

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