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Prisoners

We level up
not by our age
but rather by
our consciousness

at birth we had
little but no consciousness
dnt know what we are
whats world around us

then we grow up
we r sent to school
thats where our
consciousness is shaped (wtf i say)

you're told to discriminate
you're told to hate
by that hate
you learn to love

but is that love?
is that love
when you're told
which you're not

is that love
when they take
your freedom
and make u to believe it?

teach you how to
exploits others
who r in misery
in need..

the things you do
which r wrong
but they made you believe
that they r right

and by the time
you realized
that its all so wrong
you're helpless to make them right..

then you move to
another consciousness
where you want to do
is to forget all that u hv learned

some get to that consciousness
others just become prisoners
some just get lost
lucky few finds the way

well what im now
im just a prisoner
of those lucky ones
who r lost & found the way!!!


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Dark black pitch black was my life with lots of strife.. going nowhere not arriving anywhere empty and cold nothing to hold.. wasting my life cutting veins with a knife feeling so rejected i was so dejected but then i saw a light saw something that i couldn't fight it was your eyes without any lies.. part of me changed it was not at all arranged it was all alarming coz you were so charming.. then i thought is that you that i sought all this time finding you almost wasted a lifetime..