So much
I have so many thoughts
And I keep
hearing
that that is strange
What good is a
mind if it refuses
to think?
It's good for
mindless nonsense
Like agreeing with the teacher
when you don't
Or standing by
while they say those things
about that kid you knew
once in middle-school.
Yeah, don't worry.
You'll be fine.
With your life of
subservience
and all.
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