Failure Factory

I was born in a factory. 
A factory that almost brainwashed me.
I've been raised to believe,
that love for others makes me strong,
that self-hatred makes me weak.
I've been raised to believe,
that feelings matter
and that truth is less important
than our own definition of emotional justice, 
and justice in terms of self-value.
which is merely
constructed out of our own selfishness,
in a vain attempt to hide our shame and awareness of 
our folly. 

I've been raised to believe 
that maturity cannot exist, without someone there
with you every step of the way,
that friendship is unlimited,
and socialness is key to a truly fulfilling life.
In actuality, being social, if we're lucky, left scars,
and if not, got us killed.
We rely so much on someone, we neglect our own needs

I've been raised to believe, not know. 
I've been raised in simplicity,
wrapped in blankets of simple ideas.
My mother told me I was a complex person.

"Good." I said. "That means i'm not getting dumber."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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