Oh how it dawned upon me
As ironic as it sounds
I complained freely
Longing life out of bounds
I am not slave to one
But a slave to the system
That seems fair until
You set targets and miss them
You’re free to live
Any role you desire
Unless of course
It’s qualifications you require
These rules hold you back
With your best years spent
You’ll look back at Shane’s words
And see what he meant
But Shane’s not here now
It’s finished its job
It moulded him into
An oppressed slaving cog
Go about your lives
Reside ignorant too
But one day you’ll realise
This system owns you
Mar 12, 2014
Mar 12, 2014 at 8:03 AM UTC
Oh how it dawned upon me
As ironic as it sounds
I complained freely
Longing life out of bounds
I am not slave to one
But a slave to the system
That seems fair until
You set targets and miss them
You’re free to live
Any role you desire
Unless of course
It’s qualifications you require
These rules hold you back
With your best years spent
You’ll look back at Shane’s words
And see what he meant
But Shane’s not here now
It’s finished its job
It moulded him into
An oppressed slaving cog
Go about your lives
Reside ignorant too
But one day you’ll realise
This system owns you
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