Here I am again
With another poem
Yeah, it's a snooze-fest
But I can't stop writing
Because I'm obsessed
Will I ever stop?
...
Hell if I know
I'm sure I'll figure it out
Whenever my body decides to checkout
Who knows, I might suddenly **** myself
For speaking out the truth
Will that really happen though?
...
Probably not, I'm not in the mainstream
But if I was
Then I'd probably sell out
...
Nah, nevermind - I don't like being controlled
Depends on the situation of course (wink, wink)
I've seen those who sold their souls
And I've gotta say, what a bunch of fools
I don't blame them though
I'd be down to receive a billion dollars
For wearing a blindfold
But I'd also be down to join a revolt
A revolt against those who are in control

Metaphors and symbology
Which go round and round the world
**** all those one-eyed clowns
And glory to the people
Who wants to cast them
Out of this world.