Reality sets in

If the words were easy

why is it that eye stumble along this very path

indoctrinated in the views of you

you who cares very little on who it is eye am

eye am...

more than a puppet

in which you no longer hold the strings that blindly leads to my demise

eye no longer accept the statues quo of living to work on your behalf

eye wish to not surrender to a beast whose only goal is to keep me under

pullling teeth to keep thy pocket fatter

meanwhile my children wallow with hunger

hunger for truth and the promise of tomorrow

neither which can be gauranteed if you have anything to do with it

I no longer serve

you