Rubber Room

Stuck in a straight jacket That detaches from humanities That disables civilized thinking It strangles your insides And steals compassion And your breath of life Withers inside this chasten In this rubber room Who’s pads make up your apathetical existence You rot here like the shits you take You die here Unless you bleed yourself of disrespect Unless you bleed yourself of disinterest Unless you bleed yourself of narcissism Who cares Your worthless in this state anyway Find purpose in empathy Or die here Exist out of the minds of others Others who have collective respect Collective understanding Collective empathy And open mindedness You’re locked here cause you prejudge Guarded by your own stubbornness You don’t accept That you don’t know everyone’s story You can’t know You judge anyway That hippie over there He’s not a dirty loser He has a family he loves Worked hard in construction And overcame a destructive alcohol and drug abuse He’s better than you He’s empathetic Loving Understanding And embraces everyone

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