The Bad Things
Angry hands in the air
Surrounding HATE
and unsupervised bait
Beauty and Young forever
society has enclosed us into a prison
You must surrender
You must wait
why can't they wait?
You swear and you scream
too hard to breathe
You choke with the darkness
Diminish with the rest of it
In denial, so typical
Humaity so infected
So unnaturally natural
Beautiful but unexpected
But that's the secret!
The Solution to all
Simpifly and don't stress
It's your new fall
The bad makes it better
And tomorrow, it comes together
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