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Somedays, you don't know if you 

Should cut your hair off 

Or your head,

Cut your friends away

Or your pride,

It's not simple living life

and it's not hard to die,

I really would hate to lie to you,

That would be unfair

And a political move for me

Which I'm not all about,

Bring me a vial 

And I'll bottle this disease,

Mass produce it

Stick it on a shelf

So a couple thousand can see

What I see

Feel as I feel

Maybe then everybody would 

Stop acting so fake

Like life is on reels,

Sometimes, you don't know if you're 

The only one feeling emotion

Or going through the motions,

slipping out of reach

or starting to acquire the ability

to teach,

I mean, where is our humanity,

where has vanity banished it,

if you don't look perfect 

then you must be shit

admit it,

Too fat,

Too thin,

Love too externaly

or not enough within,

I flinch at morality

and find peace in these thoughts,

All bought and paid

rot is what we wrought.