Unknown is what i call myself being
For inside i have no idea what ive become
I fear for myself...But more for others
Im just waiting to see myself give in
Give in to the shadows that shout and call
Even now their waiting...
Waiting for another chance to see me stumble and tumble
But with my chin held high
I keep my stride
No longer afraid just accepting this little ride
Im in the course of understanding
But Why do we follow a cracked Society ?
Im waiting for the world to crumble between our thumbs
The Thumbs that control the puppets we are
Im just waiting to see another child with out their mum
Im just sitting here wondering what kind of slum would dice their love
Im just standing here watching it happen again in a world were nothing we do makes a difference
Everyone seems to accept that what we have is right
But for some like myself its not enough I need to see with clear sight
But all i see is a herd of cattle following socities rules as if their gods words
They call it order
I call it Slavery
They say we are free
But freedom does not come with strings
Like ours seems to be
As were moved around like the puppets we are
I look around to see a caged life
I see the lives of others Pushed and nudged
Over again and again and again
They wonder why some break
They wonder why some steal
They wonder why some rape
They wonder why some kill
They do What is needed to rebel agianst teh strings that control us
To cross the rules of a crushed Society
To try and prove that were not the puppets we are
In the Society we help succeed...
So now i sit here in the dark listening to each side
Thinking over each word so closly it hurts breath
each breath taking me closer and closer to my answer
The whispers i hear seem to be getting louder and louder
The life i seem to be living is so wrong
But Its easy to break a rule
But even harder to stick by them
Even now as im controlled like the puppet i am...
