The Machine

Open your eyes before the crack of dawn

Venture into the cold morning

Travel to an even colder place

A place where hope goes to die

And creativity is supressed

Wjere your freedom is snatched away

Sit down

Be quiet

You are the next generation

So clean up your act

And behave

You will be drained of your personality

And become a model citzen

Is your heart breaking?

Are you exhausted?

Good. 

It builds character

Do you not understand?

That's fine.

We'll move on without you.

You are simply part of a machine

If you dont't function properly

You can be replaced

Until the machine is complete.