I often wonder why i'm told i have freedom,
Did someone forget to tell me or do they think i'm dumb.
To call us free is a joke,
Were fed so many lies we almost choke.
But we never realize cause we are built in a tv,
Never experiecing life or learning to see.
Living life distant and under control,
That person at the bottom of a hole.
All alone waiting for your turn,
Waiting to climb out and earn.
Only to find out the hole got higher,
And you still call someone sire.
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 3:10 AM UTC
I often wonder why i'm told i have freedom,
Did someone forget to tell me or do they think i'm dumb.
To call us free is a joke,
Were fed so many lies we almost choke.
But we never realize cause we are built in a tv,
Never experiecing life or learning to see.
Living life distant and under control,
That person at the bottom of a hole.
All alone waiting for your turn,
Waiting to climb out and earn.
Only to find out the hole got higher,
And you still call someone sire.
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