Don't grow up
It's a trap set by them
To trick you into playing
Their lifeless games
All because
Someone didn't want
To keep playing
The same game
Over and over
They wanted
To write their own rules
To be the judge
To play God
All because they were tired
Of being the outcast
So they reached for more
Became clever
And like a wolf in sheep's clothing
They tricked us
Into playing a game
That was never meant to exist
In the first place
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Poetry For The Masses
PoetryA collection of poetry and poetic stories written by myself about varying topics, from simple pleasures to fantasy worlds to real problems. Organized in the order of which they're written, these stories make up thoughts and ideas that pass through m...
