It Burns Me So
It burns me so, the things I learn as I get older
I am not talking about confidence life hacks and salsa
The things we figure out are lies that we were taught
to believe as a trusting child we were being conditioned
for a economy that for the first time they had no clue
what they would need from me amd you.
They will need a certain amount for prison guilty or not
thats double and triple the profit everyone gets kick backs
this is why they can seng you to prison for crimes that never happen
just as long as their interogation tactics can break you down
to confess to something that they say will get free so you can relax
It burns me to know the things i have learned like a torment
that lingers so
Because you can not share the truth you find because we were
conditioned to ignore intuition for blind trust to follow someone
elses ambitions bred to be slaves under the rules of politicians
who them self's are bought and paid for like they had no soul to burn
To be continued...................
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