When the light shines on you
do the cockroaches scurry
back to the dark places
do you just prefer the privacy
of the dark
to not be seen
because to be seen is to be
to be examined is to be questioned
to be questioned
is to wonder if you’re worthy
to wonder if you’re worthy
is to subscribe to the human
created standard
that is unattainable
nevertheless ever present
weighing on young souls
baked in
force fed
a dinner of compliance
of never good enough
of perform
of get a job
of work
of be good
of be good
of be good
of be good

Force fed
like calves kept in cages
our children
cannot move around
and now,
no longer physically
We keep them in cages
so they can grow soft and pliant
and we think we are protecting them
by making them soft
by making them dependant
by making them accessories
and we have all be accessorized
and if we step out of our accessorization
we don’t know who
or what to be
not only are we screamed at
by the other purses
and scarves
and ties
and argyle socks
and pocket curchiefs
we are lost in ourselves
like stepping into a new world
where we don’t know the language
or the culture or the custom
but the fucking problem is
this is not a new world
this is not a world
this is simply a world we were not
given access to.

And the best thing about it
It’s no one’s fault
everyone was doing the best they can
but now
that we see it
that we know
that we are not accessories
we do not have to be a certain way
act a certain way
we do not have to believe the rules
we do not have to believe authority
because now we see what a farce it’s all been
what a crock of shit it’s all been
and by “crock of shit” I mean
don’t move forward by looking for answers in the past
because we weren’t taught
and we lived how we were taught
and we weren’t taught
to go beyond our accessorized self
to become human
to express human
to throw off the chains of fear
to throw off the chains of sameness
to throw off the chains of difference
to throw off the chains
that bind us to an authority
that only cares for it’s own existence.

Throw off the mutha fucking chains.
do not believe the rules
do not believe the stories
find out for yourself


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