#molds
this one rule is what the society is built on.
this one simple thing, so innocent and permanent, how can it hurt anyone? how can it hurt you?
no, the rule is not for just a few, it is a rule for all.
yes, you can go against the rule. and yes, you will not be considered yourself if you do not follow it.
wrap yourself in farce to follow this rule.
bend, twist and become a circus monkey to follow this rule.
buy from the moneymakers- rights, will, choice and freedom.
for the poor- here is a candle lit in the dark of the night for you. it represents hope.
the rule rules, it is simple as that.
and they command, and you live as they lay the beautiful necklace around your neck- each rule sewed to form it- bead by bead. till it ties around so heavily that you beg to rather be put in shackles.
Dec 8, 2023
Dec 8, 2023 at 12:39 PM UTC
"We are all afraid,"
what a cliche.
I'm not scared,
The world molds me
I'm its clay.
May 12, 2019
May 12, 2019 at 11:21 PM UTC
Nothing I do matters
I toil and toil away
But nothing I do matters
I am forever replaceable
Forever flawed
Forever scrutinized by society
I melt, fill a different mold
Yet the scrutiny continues
I melt again
Scrutiny persists
How many more times should I melt?
Fill a different mold
Before I surrender
To the unforgiving scrutiny?
Jul 11, 2018
Jul 11, 2018 at 10:35 PM UTC
There's a box, a relatively old and beaten down piece of cardboard.
It's been rained on, ****** on, thrown up in.
This box is weak around the edges, it's barely holding up.
This box is one reality is threatening to crush.
It's the one people put you in,
so that in the next minute they can write you off.
I know this person they want to fit in that worn old box,
it's the same box I fit in.
They're not different.
I tore up my box,
I realized I wanted several things,
and the box, with it's weakening walls and ideals,
wanted to shame me for it.
I stomped and tore up that box,
because it said things I didn't agree with.
It complicated simple delights, like love, pain, hurt, anger and regret.
It hurt my soul and entire being.
When being in the box, is
more harmful than helpful,
crush that **** up.
Lay it flat,
and wall all over it's weak walls.
Feel it compress and bend to your will.
Free yourself of the **** and *****
It's the only way to live,
Outside the box.
Sep 10, 2014
Sep 10, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC