Society. (Not Really A Poem. Just my thoughts)

Yeah so I have yet to put these words into a poetic form, but until then here. I hate having to take prozac. So yea... here ya go:

chemistry. whatever you need the madness will never stop until they have reached society\'s definition of perfection. Until every holy christian are unable to stray from the norm.
hate guides society.
we are all perfect.
together people create perfection
but
we all force each other away Creating walls between us creating differences that cannot be overlooked

i\'m feeling a new emotion.its embeded itself inside me. comsuming me and my dreams.forcing me to comply,feel its evil.I am powerless against it.i feel like a prisoner of my own mythologies.I\'m appauled yet facinated by it