Societal Pressures

Ideas implanted, Without my consent. Holding me in contempt, Knowing I need to vent. But I don't know how. So I, Aimlessly prance around, Smile, but wanna frown. Head up, but feeling down. Pretentiously playing a clown. That tension internally, stirring, destructively, creating the beast, nowhere to release, who should I be? Who they want me to be? Emotions, causing commotions, unsatisfied with the notion. Drinking the magic potion. And it's filled, With “love”. But it's conditional, & subliminal, stealing my soul like a criminal. But the system calls the plays, and I’m the receiver Masking everything, creating an unfulfilled deceiver Now I'm a believer. In, Blazing your own trail. Do it your way, And you’ll uncover the veil.