What has inspired me?
To change who I’ve been and face my true reality?
Realistically, I’d have to thank our good ol’ society.
Why do we always desire what we don’t have?
Need to be like this, have this new thing,
trying to summon up what we can ultimately bring.
But we are all just going through the paces,
is it so hard to try living in the gray spaces?
All this rigid linear black and white mess,
our existence just becomes an indefinite guess.
How can we strive to be different,
when we are forced to shove our creativity down to our souls.
Stuck following the masses, being taught from childhood how to play the role.
We stress ourselves out beyond belief,
to the point of unquestionable defeat,
hoping one day we will be able to go along to our own beat.
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