Wednesday, 1 April 2015


 I've woken up at the end of a bad dream
The kind that makes you question reality
Do I really need you? Do you really need me?
Or are we just pawns in the hands of society?

There's 7 billion people on this planet
One less wouldn't make a difference
Yet you need to make me feel better about myself
So that you can make you feel better about yourself

I want to take a step back
From this place, this party
It's deformed me, enclosed me
Am I who I am or who I need to be?

It's times like these that makes thoughts stack
We're all just pawns in the hands of society
So do understand
That I too, am unnecessary

You'll either ridicule me, or empower me
Use me as a mask or as a goat
Humiliate me or embrace me
Try to push me into or banish me
From this small little
White, flawless circle
You call acceptance
I take my leave

So you must understand at the end
I was after all unnecessary
If I'd not left, I'd be sent
And I'd rather be it in a hurry

Cause I'm as free as a bird now
And this bird you cannot change

I take my leave. It is for the best.

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