“If I didn’t force you to do it you wouldn’t have gotten these medals” If you didn’t force me to do it I wouldn’t have gotten these medals
“These aren’t accomplishments” These aren’t accomplishments
“You don’t have any accomplishments” I don’t have any accomplishments
“If it weren’t for me, you would have nothing” If it weren’t for you, I would have nothing
“You should thank me” I should thank you
If you didn’t force me to do it, I wouldn’t have done it But I did do it And those medals are mine My accomplishments I don’t care if 4th place isn’t good enough for you I don’t care if you don’t think they’re accomplishments Because I know they are They are mine Not yours
And maybe I should thank you For making me realize I don’t need your approval
Maybe I should thank you For making me realize I was being brainwashed To think I’m worthless
accept your defeat the defeat of your sanity, your love, your individualism. say goodbye to your dreams succumb to nostalgia: the only thing that makes you feel some sort of accomplishment congrats for growing up congrats for molding yourself into a repetitive world congrats on lowering yourself to become normal congrats! you’ve made it you have everything you’ve ever wanted besides the future you’d aspired to gain lose yourself to a mindless future let your consciousness be caught in the river of societal expectations doubt any free thought that you might have parrot the words of those smarter than yourself there you go now you’re the perfect citizen well done on your way out, be sure to grab a pamphlet on how to beat down those who are different! thank you, and have a nice day
Am i brainwashed ? Because when i envision christ... I see a image that might not be what he really looked like... The stories that I've read And memorized in my head Might be far from the truth But its going unsaid Some have been preaching words Untold by the lord Steering against his ways When he calls We unknowingly ignore Living in fear of his wrath When really he understands He forgives what you've done We're the rays And he's the sun Together is all we'll ever be Me and the lord are one
You people leave me so ******* up. Your world leaves me so ******* up that I find myself resisting temptations of unhealthy thrill, just to feel alive. Yet it's my job to make you feel alive, and our job to make each other feel alive. You people leave me so ******* up.
...tell me I'm wrong. Are you happy with this society. (Edited and censored. Sorry)
The newspaper is written by savages, the media is sugar coated manipulative; movements that play mind games with flabbergasted summer childs, ink that was spilt only to tune in more lies, each satellite sends two more into the hell of silence,
because their words are so powerful that you will start hating the oppressed and loving the oppressor.
pave your own path, write your own words. You are free.