Im tired of America
the government's shady
the economy is shitty
therapists pretend to sympathize
only making pop pills
numbing our spirits
instead of helping them
they are only focused on getting paid
I fear that this nation
is falling into ruins
systematic slavery preventing us
from being who we want to be
I want to free this nation
to burn down every foundation of oppression
get out your flags and weapons
cause we are about to bring down this wall
that's killing us
one by one
there's something destroying us
playing with us
like toys
leaving us to crumble
like broken dolls
and mangled marionettes
I feel sympathy for those
who had ended their lives
who had lost hope
who had lost their families
who had to subject themselves to humiliation and pain
who became wandering souls
and forgotten angels
I say this to you
we can make a change
a difference
we can save lives
hear me out
there's too many poor souls
suffering
hurting
in too much pain to take on life
cutting themselves like its going to solve something
scars don't ease the pain
bleeding
in a state of sorrow
THIS MEANS WAR!
Im not letting the dark take over and dominate me
instead I embrace it
let it inspire me
let it show me the dark side of America
but America isnt that all bad
it just needs a push in the right direction
but will it ever happen?
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advice from the mystic poet
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