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I will not be hypnotized.
I will not be controlled. I will not be owned, I will not be confused. My mind will stay clear and strong, and I will remain my own man.
Your colored lights will not dazzle me. Your loud voices will not command me. Your images will not trick me, destroy me, and rule my mind. Crack into my skull and just try to take a hold on it, there is no grasp for you to find.
I will remain my own man, and I will not be owned.
Because I will not be hypnotized.
I will not be pressured.
I will not be forced, I will not be tricked.
I will not listen to the voices of the multitudes. Two and two is four, one and one is two. A thousand voices will implore my obedience and they will be ignored. I know what is right, and I will not back down. With a hundred million feet marching towards darkness, I will turn toward the light.
I do not care about numbers, numbers do not equal right. I will not disappear into the group, and I will not follow the blinded crowds.
Because I will not be pressured.
I will not be silenced.
I will not be drowned out, I will not be blocked or censored.
What I say is what is right. You cannot stop me, you cannot block me. The truth will come out, and if you lie you will suffer the consequences of unstoppable justice. I will speak, and all those you have lied to will hear. They will know my words are true and my voice is loud and clear.
Because I will not be silenced.
I will not be broken.
I will not be twisted, I will not be cracked or submitted.
You can strike me all you want. You can beat me and throw me with all you're might. You can stab me, shoot me and threaten me with the implements of torture which you so violently deny. You can send all the weapons on which you rely.
But I will still stand with my back strait and tall. I will confront you with all my might, look you in the eye and stare you down like a dog. I will fight you to the last, kick and scratch with all I've got. I will dare you to try and fit me into your mad vision, but try to make me a cog and I will destroy your machine.
I will face your military, your guns and your missiles. You can send everything you got, I will not back down. I promise you what is right will prevail. I will batter you like a hammer on a nail. I will hit back twice as hard and slaughter those who blindly follow the words of evil. And I will be victorious.
For I will not be broken.
I will not be controlled. I will not be owned, I will not be confused. My mind will stay clear and strong, and I will remain my own man.
Your colored lights will not dazzle me. Your loud voices will not command me. Your images will not trick me, destroy me, and rule my mind. Crack into my skull and just try to take a hold on it, there is no grasp for you to find.
I will remain my own man, and I will not be owned.
Because I will not be hypnotized.
I will not be pressured.
I will not be forced, I will not be tricked.
I will not listen to the voices of the multitudes. Two and two is four, one and one is two. A thousand voices will implore my obedience and they will be ignored. I know what is right, and I will not back down. With a hundred million feet marching towards darkness, I will turn toward the light.
I do not care about numbers, numbers do not equal right. I will not disappear into the group, and I will not follow the blinded crowds.
Because I will not be pressured.
I will not be silenced.
I will not be drowned out, I will not be blocked or censored.
What I say is what is right. You cannot stop me, you cannot block me. The truth will come out, and if you lie you will suffer the consequences of unstoppable justice. I will speak, and all those you have lied to will hear. They will know my words are true and my voice is loud and clear.
Because I will not be silenced.
I will not be broken.
I will not be twisted, I will not be cracked or submitted.
You can strike me all you want. You can beat me and throw me with all you're might. You can stab me, shoot me and threaten me with the implements of torture which you so violently deny. You can send all the weapons on which you rely.
But I will still stand with my back strait and tall. I will confront you with all my might, look you in the eye and stare you down like a dog. I will fight you to the last, kick and scratch with all I've got. I will dare you to try and fit me into your mad vision, but try to make me a cog and I will destroy your machine.
I will face your military, your guns and your missiles. You can send everything you got, I will not back down. I promise you what is right will prevail. I will batter you like a hammer on a nail. I will hit back twice as hard and slaughter those who blindly follow the words of evil. And I will be victorious.
For I will not be broken.
Literature
Conflicting Love
Sometimes (I) can’t stand this…
This distance between us…
(W)ill it ever close?
Will (i) be ab(l)e to handle it?
I don’t want it to tear us apart.
You were a(l)ways there for me
Even when I f(a)iled you,
Disappointed you.
P(l)ease hear me no(w).
Don’t turn (a)way from me.
(Y)ou are the one I need.
The one I want to (s)ee
In my darkest days.
Even so….
(L)ove is all you need?
I’m n(o)t so sure that is true…
It seems like you a(v)oid me…
Not looking me in the eye.
You know my f(e)elings
Are for (y)ou and you alone.
No one else c(o)mpares.
Yo(u)r light guides me…
And even if
Literature
I'm not perfect
It doesn’t make sense
All this white noise in my head.
It screams and it cries and it howls
Words that I don’t understand.
Why can’t I feel the feelings
You laid out before me.
As if it was so easy
To show what is inside.
“I’m only human, nothing perfect.”
So I stumble, and I fall
But no on catches me before
I hit the ground and lay on the floor.
Feelings like pain and hurt
I understand those.
Even better than I do
The happiness and joy I see.
I’m sorry I hide when I’m upset
I just don’t see the reason
To bother you about it
And ruin your happiness.
Literature
The Individual
You wear your skin, with mask of sin,
A spiderweb of lies. Of "individuals",
Breaking ties, alone at last
They seem to hide, a fixation of vanity...
I am the "individual"!
This is my golden ritual,
Refuse all that is me,
A web of lies I be!
But can you see, what you've become,
Showing these scars made by none-
Other than you?
They were made just for you...
They were made just by you...
Made to be pitied too...
You are the "individual"!
Lies are your golden ritual,
Refuse what you should be,
To live with agony!
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So yeah got angry at something I don't really want to describe so I wrote this. Not sure if it counts as a poem or prose, but here it is.
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This is by far my very favorite poem, I got chills. It's amazing!