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Society Is What We See Right Through
Running around
In circles
Burning to the ground
Every last bit
Of individuality
That is found
Leaving us
Drowning in the ashes
From which
We raise like
The phoenix
Ready to
Stand our ground
And strike again
With a vengeance
Never seen before
Or even thought of
The very thought
Of rising above
When it makes
Others uncomfortable
Makes the rebel
The dreamer
The intelect laugh
Because that
Is the reality
Those like us
Do face daily
And we face it
As gracefully
Yet also as bluntly
As can be
Because we know
The more sensitive
The subject
The more
Of a disservice
It truly is
To beat around the bush
Pretending it's something
It is not
So go ahead society
Let your lies
Lead you in circles
The brainwashed
Are all too happy
To follow
Just don't expect me
To follow suit
Because if nothing else
Hell atleast I
See right through you
