Oh, it’s pain, it’s struggle
you move through light and sound
you are sensitive and indoctrinated
and take in everything like a sponge,
when you are a young
you are confused and desperate and
humiliated, very little makes sense
everyone has a story and this is true,
we are so different, even though we are
a lot alike, we figure out reasons to segregate each
other.
we try to figure out each other, form tribes and hierarchies
a lot of people want power and influence and when you become a teenager you want ***
and that becomes so important
and people want to be considered smart, good looking
a great athlete, make great decisions,
make someone proud, make themselves proud
yet, there is something always trying to **** you,
something trying to ****** you, something always
to be ashamed of, you know
and then there are people who think or pretend to KNOW
but they do not KNOW, nobody really KNOWS
we play games with each other, sometimes funny and nice
but quite often very cruel games: like fights, and war
one tribe against another tribe, a battle to death
some of us are very complex, and others’ not so
and this is what makes us human,
yet we all feel, some more or less than the others
some of us search meaning, and others are fine with meaningless.
Until the hearts stop beating, and the blood stops flowing
Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 6:42 PM UTC
Oh, it’s pain, it’s struggle
you move through light and sound
you are sensitive and indoctrinated
and take in everything like a sponge,
when you are a young
you are confused and desperate and
humiliated, very little makes sense
everyone has a story and this is true,
we are so different, even though we are
a lot alike, we figure out reasons to segregate each
other.
we try to figure out each other, form tribes and hierarchies
a lot of people want power and influence and when you become a teenager you want ***
and that becomes so important
and people want to be considered smart, good looking
a great athlete, make great decisions,
make someone proud, make themselves proud
yet, there is something always trying to **** you,
something trying to ****** you, something always
to be ashamed of, you know
and then there are people who think or pretend to KNOW
but they do not KNOW, nobody really KNOWS
we play games with each other, sometimes funny and nice
but quite often very cruel games: like fights, and war
one tribe against another tribe, a battle to death
some of us are very complex, and others’ not so
and this is what makes us human,
yet we all feel, some more or less than the others
some of us search meaning, and others are fine with meaningless.
Until the hearts stop beating, and the blood stops flowing
