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The lips of my brain Were born to be insane Driven to rust Life was clearly my lust My worth defined by dirty words that often weren't even heard A soulful sorrow of judgement
PAPER OR PLASTIC? FOLLOW THE LEADER DON’T GET LEFT BEHIND OR YOU WILL BE FOREVER FORGOTTEN. D O N O T R .I. P OR YOU WILL BE THROWN AWAY.
we tell ourselves we can't live without love, financial stability, a roof above our heads, shoes on our feet, an education. we can't live without a job; we can't have a job without fitting in. and fitting in is what our society is all about. talk
Open your eyes Can’t you see This world’s lies Are not the reality This world is broken It hurts us all When we look at the fallen And hear a freedoms call
i embrace my weirdness with faith and kindness i stand alone while i try to get my points shown so people need to stop fitting in you were born different so stand ou
I. As I ambled, disconnected from the intricate outlet From the shielded. I pondered into the immense depths of the collosal evergreens Sunlight, a barely gleaming ray seeping Seeping an exhaustive picture
What does the real way look like? Where does the right path go? What do all good men feel inside? How do they know when they know? Why does it always end like this? What did I do wrong?
I want to be number one in a million Is that so hard to ask for? What do I need to do? I am just average Not bad at anything But not too great either It's hard to stand out We are all the same
In this little town it's not celebrated but being different is the best thing you can be. If you'd go to this school you'd see a bunch of the same. Who wants to be a clone? I was bullied for being different here
A rock in a sea of pebbles, freedom overthrown by rebels. Living in a world that is our own, Painted gold by traveling stone. All that I own is my pig and my cart, bringing out the forgotten art.