THIS IS NOT POETRY

Friday, January 17, 2014

Different Is A Special Case

Everything
Is interconnected
Caught on strings
The world is infected
Broken wings
Machines are defective

We have our office buildings
Like prisons of their own
If you smile at the right people
You'll be on your way to more
Be pretty but not too pretty
Lest you be called a slut
The way to play is not to let them know the game is up

And if one day you realize the burden of it all
They'll lock you up (for your own health)
It's just a simple call

And everyone will come out of the white rooms tame and cured
What matters it that every truth has been obscured?

Just take your pill

Take your pill

It'll do you good

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