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Crossroads
The point in life had come
 Where nothing is clear and everything is smoked and laced with robotic ingredients 
 Conforming to society’s selfish ideas and designs 
 Dare not think beyond the woods
 Safety is guaranteed
 
 
 Beliefs that have been told to you your whole life is crashing down 
 Unsure of black and white
 The roses that bloomed at spring that once brought to me with such emotions of glee
 Now is just a figment of my imagination 
 Was I just dreaming of them?
 Were they real?
 Is anything I see or have real?
 
 
 
 Thou at this point I shalt not doubt yet,
  I cannot help but feel the latter some call it spite but I’m not even sure that’s the right word for it
 Suppression of one’s ideas and silenced so it cannot be heard again
 Is this the way society shall bring to us?
 Total lack of ideas or of ideals or of common morality under this regime
 
 
 Moving through the days of the weeks one by one the next person falls into the wicked spell
 Monday begins as maybe a glimmer of hope that something good can come out of this as we bring ourselves back out into the cold rain of deceit
 As the week keeps going and our hope begins to fade and glister as more fall prey to its wicked spell
 For the few that keep they heads above water and keep on going it will only get tougher 
 
 Through it all it seems that only love and understanding can save us
 Are the human animals capable of loving one another?
 Are we really better than the dogs we calm to be masters of?
 
 
 I’m not sure of the answers only time will tell
 Or maybe it won’t 
 Maybe time will just mock us
 Each time we think we’re close to the goal and freedom another brutal stab to the heart
 The hand that holds the blade will keep it there for what feels like eons
 
 
 I’ve said a lot but no one listens 
 What’s the point?
 You’re just a mockery someone who wants conformity
 Instead of my mind adrift in the abyss its wide open and throwing off your feeble attacks to create a façade out of me
 
 
 I’m capable of love
 I love another right now
 You can sit there and judge and tell me it won’t last 
 Only time will tell 
 Right now I’m at a crossroads trying to understand the world 
 Maybe I understand maybe I don’t
 To put my opinion above others would be pretentious 
 
 
 I could go on and on but really is anyone listening or even bothered to look at this?
  Some will understand 
 Some won’t 
 Point is I’m at the time of my life where I’m at a crossroads and just trying to make sense of everything around me

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