A Circus Animal Can't Survive in the Wild
Divulgate,
These revelations of mine,
So that I may pass some time,
Til the dew left from sweat,
Created by fear,
Causing this ink to smear,
Suppressed,
Are my beliefs,
A sell out to the thiefs,
Of my individuality,
When in actuality,
This is what they thought of me,
Renagade,
To what is assumed to be right,
Quelling my fight,
A piece of machinery,
An advancement in technology,
That can never be used,
Disengaged,
Sent away on an escape,
Peeling away like adhesive tape,
Sticking to what I want,
Existing so nonchalant,
If only I had this sooner,
Enlightened,
Freed from heaven and hell,
Being in the present and well,
Left to think for myself,
Left to sink by myself,
Into a world hurt, abused, anew,
Muddled,
Though despite my freedom,
I only left Eden,
With Adam by my side,
I still have to hide,
That I have no idea who I am, so I lie.
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