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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #1562258
the world in a nutshell
There are no names in this world, only what comes with birth
Jimmy meet Johnny. Johnny who?
You have a name, haven't you?
And what do you do? How much do you make?
What car do you drive?
Nice hair, is it fake?

But who asks the question:What do you love?
What drives your soul? What makes you whole?
Let's see your art
What sets you apart from the labels?

Who do you think you are?
Labelling all like cans of corn
Looking at them, looking to scorn

"There she is, the one in the red
Seems like she's fucked in the head
She plays piano and plays with dolls
She thinks that she is worthy of fame
She only wishes she had my name"

No labels, that's my world
Free and clear of any fear
Play your music, draw your art, write your poems
We're set apart from all that point
Don't you realize they've been had?
They think they're right, they've lost their sight
They are just sad

The truth be told to one and all
They will not watch us rise then fall
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