I did it again... I did what I didn't want to do, that thing I've been resisting, that thing I no longer want in my life... I did it again! How can I do something I didn't want to do? There are 2 possible answers:
1- I decided to do it anyway, which is dumb!
2- Something else made me do it, which is suspicious!

If something else can make me do things, I don't have free will, and if there is no free will... It means I'm a SLAVE! Well to a certain extend I would say the science of brainwashing and manipulations which the most popular branch is named "Marketing" is just the science of Slavery! How to enslave people without being caught! Therefore, the second answer has some truth in it, yet I feel like I made the decision to do it. Just like all great sellers, they always make the prospect think that they made the decision to buy. Then if they don't like what they bought, they can only blame themselves. What a pitiful civilization.

Now you'll tell me that this is a sane world to live in! Everybody is doing their best to enslave you to their product, to their belief system, to their view of the world. They all want your money, your time, your house (if you have one), your mind, your attention... your soul! This is like "Wall-E", "The Matrix", "Terminator" and "The walking dead" mixed together with some "Constantine" black magic behind it...

So from a slave to another, next time you do it again (because you will!), don't beat yourself up. It's your responsibility, but it might not be your fault.

you are trying too hard
you are not worth enough
"you worthless human being,SHUT UP!"
do not tell them what you think
tell them what they want to hear
wear something nice
not that skirt that shows your thigh
maybe then you could be one of them
"oups i'm Sorry,did i Hurt you? "
you told me while ripping my heart from my insides
and then you came near by my side,and whispered
"you could never be enough,you are not one of us.Sensibility is for the fools,Darling.Don't you think? "
But it was too late.I had already left my feelings at home.

This Authentic tale was brought to you
By A Boy through a sheet of paper
Some words that render you to use your loaf ,
Here We Go :

This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops


Oups !
Sorry for disturbing
Just dismiss it
If it looks somewhat Irritating
Because this young Lad shan't Give Up Working
That Boy was thrown off,
Pricked Heart
Ceased brain by pointed Sharp Darts
Formed with Witty teasing words spit by some fools
Then Battering Starts
Oh Heck , **** , break his neck , then check his pulse
If it goes and back
Cut off  nerves
Likewise cables unto his dreams
If you were me , What would you Choose ?
A bruise? Or Lose ?
That's how it seems
When you re Vulnerable
When agony extent is overall
When the  mixture of anger with Temper is subtle 
Luckily , Temptation plus Sensibility sustained me To be Morally Unbeatable 
With no compassion
By Self-Affection
With Guts injection
frustration is frustrating regardless
I vowed that 
come hell or water , I'll overcome failure
Because I'm not useless

This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops

Then ,
I experienced another  level of life
I Met A Gal
That looks beloved to My Heart
A soulmate or A pal ?
I don't mind
But she is going to be My Future wife
Day-by-Day
I was getting optimistic.
Grinning Automatically
Like I Don't know what is arising actually
Sensational Emotions
That soared me up into Infinity
I was like a BoT
brain went Rash
Till I realised everything is Rot
Afterwards , Results came Harsh 
I ve become sad
Yes , that was bad
All these Moments got a transition to Tears dripping onto the blanket of My bed
I Start Breathing with sigh
Why some people are cynic ?
Why others use imitated Lipsticks?
To play role of devil's advocate
And tell you you are his flesh and blood , we are  intimate !
Haste makes wastes
And every Cloud has a silver lining
So . Sorry Honey
I'have no money
i'let you boogie
Swaying Your body contemporary to  Victory symphony
You're happy temporally
I'm not mister patrick
I'm mister master of tricks
Number Six ?
No , I eighty-six
See ?

This world Can not Acquire my Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome abroad
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops

Now after Lending an ear to this young boy's tale,
It is high time i take off the truth's veil:
Success's pavement is too long so it seems endless
Stop thinking about what people say consequentlty
Mjority is ordinary
Don't prove them wrong
Years fly by
Prove yourself wrong
to make their lips get dry
Even what you do is literally mumbo jumbo
Don't ever never Accuse your spirit's echoes
They are not egoes
They Stand by you
Until you realise The vital triumph :
Being number Uno ! 
And who is number uno ?
It is me and you !


That's why ,
This world Can not Acquire My Priceless Ambitions
I'm bigger than it
Small Vs broad
I can't be welcome aboard
That is why
It owes me donation:
Tangles of motivation
Strands of Hope
To weave them
And Create My Own loops
Collection of my sole vicious Troops