Consent
Why are humans walking dead ?
With no heart but Rock instead
Following each other for jam and bread
Living lives that they all dread
Making choices that they regret
Gay ,lesbians pretending to be straight
To embrace the reality ,they are afraid
Their greatest dreams , already dead
Obeying opinions , like servants being paid
Confused and Angry inside their head
Smiles covering the tears they shed
Hearts lone but bodies get laid
Souls dark but lipsticks red
enough explained, Enough is Said
Should we listen to our heart or head? Should we try to find from what we're made ?
Should we play our own game or follow others to get fake appreciation
Well played !!
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