I'll Cut My Hair When You Pick Up That Name You Dropped

Backstabbers Incorporated

Everything is not fine. And I'll be damned if I walk that 
flatline, like all the kids that slit their wrists and try 
to balance on this tightrope.
As fiction turns to fact, more smiles are pushed face down 
in the dirt...
and new tales of heroism are taught to virgin ears as soon 
as they show signs of free thinking. I was taught one too 
many lies from a school that didnt care...

I was told to believe in a god that no one has proof is 
even fucking there. We are. We are not...
not the fucking students... We are the target practice for 
the headhunters we hold so high in respect.
What a fucking joke.... taught to be raising our hands when
 we should be raising our fucking fists.

(How long before you realize everything you have been 
taught is wrong?....Fuck the rules...fuck the laws....raise
 your fucking fist....)
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