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Happy to be a crack within the wall,
That sinks as people think and pressure builds
To strive for freedom, love and life fulfilled
Beyond these callous constraints of control.
Abiding standards set by- who? We fall,
From Self, the Source of true condition killed.
Accepting life through these rose-tints we will
Barely breathe the blessing given to us all.

Through all distractions you cannot deny
We're here. We're- where? A spinning ball of being,
And yet we waste this time, find faults and criticise
Ourselves, and others, still longing for feeling.
The only things we need, an open eye
And mind to help us find our way to healing.
Mokomboso Dec 2015
Welcome to the circus
The greatest show on earth
Dress me up and make me dance
Spill my coffee, smear the jam
At the clicker sound we stumble
Making a mess of the tea table
It's a zoo out there
From watch towers a life under scrutiny
If I do what feels good
Is it selfish?
Only living for the health of the soul
And the memories that have never been
It lays in waiting
The creature rocking, rocking
In fear of the enclosing walls
In safety the sanity is lost
Staring at murals of what lies beyond
At the bell the dog starts drooling
If I play my tricks right
I'm rewarded with funds to survive
So I can die some more
From the pandemic zoochosis
There is more dignity, I find
Savaged by big cats in the wild
Devon May 2015
I found myself stuttering yesterday...
clumsily tripping, fumbling,
over words.
The explanation of my whereabouts -
in question.
Like a guilty child.

Awareness then anger emerge.
irritated, indignant hostility.
That I would allow this again -
over and over and over again…

Trying to account for every moment beneath suspicious eyes. Groundless guilt rising up, as I choke, words broke and unspoke

- while the little voice in my head screams "I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!"
conditioned (kənˈdɪʃənd)  adj
1. (Psychology) psychol of or denoting a response that has been learned. Compare unconditioned
2. (foll by to) accustomed; inured; prepared by training

un·con·di·tioned (ŭn′kən-dĭsh′ənd)  adj
1. (Psychology) psychol characterizing an innate reflex and the stimulus and response that form parts of it. Compare conditioned1
2. (Philosophy) metaphysics unrestricted by conditions; infinite; absolute
3. without limitations; unconditional
Lux Capacitor Mar 2015
It's funny because it's not on me
It's funny you get so ruffled
It's funny 'cause I'm in no trouble
Thanks to public conditioning
globally expressed,
I just wait, because you'll settle for ****
And if I don't change and don't get my way
It's okay -- it's all your fault.
It's okay -- you're the one in debt
And I'm not called to explain my attempts in vain
It's all your fault
It's funny because it's not on me
It's funny how you get so ruffled
It's funny 'cause I'm in no trouble
Except for the threat of death
Except for losing X amount of friends
Except for lack of alliances
In any defense

clickclickclickclickclickclickclickclickclick
Juhi Chavda Nov 2014
Why do you have to tell her
To come back home before dark?
Why do you have to tell her
To wear what they want her to wear?
Why do you have to tell her
To sit with her legs crossed?
Why do you have to tell her
to look around when she bends down?
Why do you have to mould her
In to something she shouldn't be?
Why do you have to tell her
That she needs to be perfect?
When you know that perfection
Is like trying to walk to the horizon.
Why cant she just be?
Whatever comes naturally?
Why can't she walk around in pants?
Run like she actually can?
Let her be what she wants to be.
Let her dream what she wants to dream.
What the 4 year old you wanted to dream.
Let her be a person.
And you can find your dolls in the market.
Hollow Steve Oct 2014
Breakdowns. Spinning. Kicking. Screaming. Bashing. Loving. Hating. Nothing. Everything. Frowns. Zombies. Keys. Lies and truths. Cobwebs. Social conditioning. Lack of purpose. Lack of insight. Fulfill the prophecies or continue the failing cycle of doom.
Whatever popped out of my head...
Emily Tyler Nov 2013
I think
I'm finally
In a place
Where being so sore
That walking up
A flight of
Thirteen stairs
Makes my legs burn
Feels good to me.

They say I'm getting stronger.
I think they're right.

— The End —