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Jul 2013
I understand.
I understand what?
Understand what to where. What doors to open and shut.
Understand where to go understand what to do.
I think i understand but i don't have clue.
They tell me rite from wrong and i except it and learn.
They tell me about these careers and I'm expected to earn.
They tell me that laws are not to be broken and punishments to be stern.
They tell me to pray for forgiveness or face the inferno and burn.
Will i ever make my own concept? Form my own idea?
Can i be the person i want? Find that career?
They brainwash us with money control us with fear?
Were always aware there ever so near?
Do i understand ? I understand that i may have no possible control over the person i want to form into
My words are not heard society's pingu.
Written by
Joe Fitz  Nottingham
(Nottingham)   
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