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I see there's no room in my mind for television.

Never had a need for supervision.

Could never forgive others that hurt me,

what ever thier intention.

Life's magazine, continually billed even though I never wanted the subscription.

All I ever need is time, patience, and a little attention.

Always questioned what I was tought, especially religion.

I've come to believe its comforting superstition.

Can say I've always had a consience mind, to be blind I refuse.

Can't depend on school, government, or media to bring me news, or to 

teach any truth.

Don't really care for a valued opinion.

Inside I know what should be the same, and what should be different.

I have so much knowledge inside, its hard to choose.

What is there to win? When there's nothing to lose.

I find my self becoming arrogant, when society is so easily confused.

Ultimately used, as a messenger, or to amuse. 

It's like hearing nails to a chalk board as I watch this demise.

The mentally dead will not rise.