They say being different is goodBut for me, it hurt more than I ever thought it couldPeople come and, they goIt is just the way of the worldNever allow yourself to be controlled by your emotionsAnd always keep your composureFor if you are still able to feel you have been poisoned.Programmable robots are our generation's new normAnd we're still fighting for our freedomPerfect little clones are what they wanna showReligion, with its propagandaAnd never-ending political dramaThus leaving us, the people. Without any sayAnd if you haven't guessed it yet, it's their power play
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Fractured Freedom
PoetryThis poem is about the challenges of individuality, relationships' impermanence, and societal norms' emotional weight. It contrasts human emotions with the emergence of programmable robots, all while emphasizing the ongoing fight for freedom and the...
