You can't move,
You're walking barefooted but you can't move,
You're talking to the randoms but you can't speak,
You're stronger than you think you are but you're so weak,
You laugh
Your emotions aren't mentally there but you laugh,
You try to fit in but it's pretty too obvious to you
They will never ever know what you've been through,
You have a routine,
You hate it with all your heart but you have a routine,
One pop, a gulp of water, and a swallow will do it,
This doesn't make you sane,
It makes you sick,
Total ********!
You can't move,
You can't speak,
You can't laugh,
You can't fit in,
Because you have a routine,
This pill makes you YOU but if that's true WHERE IS ME?
No matter what fact-
some movie told you that,
they preened and printed,
stole what fitted,
and then sold,
and said it thinned it in...
No matter how much fat,
no matter what they attack!
Some movie told you that,
the filter will stack-
the rivers will run into rags,
and then some movie told you that!
Own it girl!
Eat spasms and commit to the randoms because this is where they stand um!
Hold onto porridge like it's cold and in tandem!
I know I know what I just said,
but your society isn't red,
it's opportune to be a bed,
no boredom does not beget!
It spends-
every last trend,
every wonder in the bend,
and the eager,
staunchly sour to be in rent.