indefatigable fools
fighting currents
Acting all different
just to stand out
Arguing with reality
frightened by normality
Majority ain't got time
for this purposeless rebellion.
Tryin to impress with a
dead dude's philosophy
but got no original thoughts.
Taking big like some prodigy
What a sad parody
Nothing but mindless beans
looking for a way outa
responsability
Social rejection
Drug addiction
blaming side affects of
anxiety and depression
Left behind
bruised and beaten
People shout, "just shut up
Sit back in your sadle
You ain't surviving
this battle;  Life
It hands out punches
just roll with it
go with the flow
No need to stay low, tho
Let 'em know
who's the real you"
But incorrigible fools
ignoring advise
Not worth ego sacrifice
they see no alternative but
a prideful stride to suicide

"Fight back!",
"Don't take it lying down!",
I frown, as the meaning fades and cracks,
Resistance is more than mounting an attack,

"The wheel will turn.",
"The buildings will crumble.",
I mumble, their disapproval stern,
Resisting is failing to learn.

The comedown is the hardest part,
When you find yourself a broken heart,
But you're more than brave and you may be smart.
Choose how they'll taste your flavor,
How they'll taste your flavor.
One day they will understand,
Why you stood up to them 'til the end,
And you will find some other men, better friends.
Choose how they'll taste your flavor,
How they'll taste your flavor.

Deflecting now,
Fight in the words of other,
Deflecting now,
So you can become a keeper,
Deflecting now,
See without their glitter,
And if I were you, I would love me better.

A word who falls into the past,
Has no one there to help him last,
You should say it and say it fast,
To choose how they'll taste your flavor,
How they'll taste your flavor.
If you decide to write a different tale,
Write one where love and light prevail,
And when nights are cold and your dreams are frail,
Choose how they'll taste your flavor,
How they'll taste your flavor.

Deflecting now,
Break the chain of your anchor,
Deflecting now,
Sail to the island of dreamers,
Deflecting now,
All the waves inside your matter,
And if I were you, I would love me better.

a rebellion is my love for you

forsaken and opposed by many

still somehow i feel its lost

my heart says one thing and my brain another

this constant rebellion may go on forever

and stop mabey never

at the end of the day its for us to decide

whether to give in or to turn out to be a rebel

and fight till the last breath

it may prove destructive for us

but all is fair in love and war

and love has no boundaries

not now not ever

i feel that you are the one for me

it may be opposed by my family

and many more

but my love is mine forever

my breath is the promise

and my soul the witness

it may not be the same for you

yet it is a rebellion

a rebellion against the world

you and me are the rebels

the odd ones out

we can either choose to stick together

or give in and fail....

A wild child, a rebel indeed. My father's warnings, I did not believe. Out of control, a problematic soul. My innocence, the devil stole. Nothing but trouble. They should have put me in
a bubble. Both evil and good, it's like I had a double. Running fast down the wrong path. There was no way to get
out alive, no way to be unscathed. Something happened, an epiphany.
I was no longer being viewed as a young woman of infamy. A change of
heart, a change of mind. I left my wicked ways behind.

I only think in the form
Of paint by numbers
Guided by the animatronic hand
Of those who create us
And prevent us from
Rising up against the system
And colouring outside the line