The Society of Hidden Things
In a mad rush of confusion they hide away
In a simulation of warmth and safety they hide away
The thoughts inside me weep with frustration and hide away
because there is no way to sort them out today.
In a world that is hungry for hunger they hide away
It’s a cycle relying on consumer desire, so hide away
The people here couldn’t care if they tried, they hide away
in their mansions. There is no sense for us today.
In a school that follows invisible rules I hide away
From the paths that I must follow in order to be their way
The society breeches the boundaries of self, I hide away
To keep myself from conforming today.
Its time to open your eyes and see the place you’re in
To read a book simply to question the words within
To take a chance
And break the chain
Resist the looks
And go through pain
But never
Ever
Ever
To hide away.
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