This new world came without my permission
I didn't accept
I wasn't ready for what came, and hit me like a train
I was a deer in the headlights
Those lights were attractive, I will admit,
but they decieved me
This wasn't really what I wanted, and the train didn't stop
It was oblivious to my rights
My God given rights
My freedom was stripped from me,
and now I'm a prisoner
Trapped and forced to conform
Forced to act in harmony, but this isn't my song
This is not my creation
It's yours
So let me be
Let me live while you take lives
Precious lives that were meant to do good,
but have been twisted by your sick ways
Let this new world flee from me so I can be free.
I think the short blackout poems are the best.
ReplyDeleteThis was a cool idea. Use the blackout as the title and then write something inspired by it.
"But this isn't my song"
My freedom was stripped from me,and now I'm a prisoner
ReplyDeleteI Stole this!
i like the deer part
ReplyDeleteGood post. I love your music too, Zion I and Gorillaz!
ReplyDeleteyou're an up and comer dude, good job.
ReplyDelete"Those lights were attractive, I will admit"
ReplyDeleteMade me think about how when I was little I thought growing up would be cool.
ahhh the first line. why can't we have any control at all?
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"Those lights were attractive, I will admit,
ReplyDeletebut they decieved me" favorite line. amazing! thanks for quoting me ps:)
First time I have really read your blog..... my bad. I regret it though. Keep it up, really good post.
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