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Dec 2015
They all laugh
You know better than anyone
The way they exclude everyone
The way they declared you were no one
It rips at you
Tears at you from the inside
They decide who belongs on the outside
They're so high and mighty
They say you're feisty
Make you feel tiny
In reality their thrones are slimy
Slimy from the blood of those they abused
The ones they used
The ones they left confused
Bruised
But the others refused
They refused not to look the other way
They wouldn't say
They wouldn't stand and describe the crimes
They wouldn't say just how many times
People were destroyed
It's a topic they avoid
They don't care that you're annoyed
It isn't your place
Denied your case
Still others said they'd stand up for you
But it's only lies they spew
Furthering the cause
Not wrapping you in gauze
Gauze to heal the wounds
The high and mighty caused
You feel lost
Wave-tossed
The truth is glossed
Society turns to mold
They try to say it's gold
You may not be old
But you know the cold
You find it sad
How sadistic they are
How pessimistic you are
How far gone we all are
This is the end
Society's gone 'round the bend
No hope
Clean up this mess
I don't know anybody with enough soap
They except you to cope
Mak Waddle
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