A QUICK NOTE:
This is definitely not the best representation of my writing, and not my best work. It's old as hell, and I haven't updated in ages because I've been focusing on bigger, better projects! However, if you want to keep reading, feel free...
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Imagine a world Where you aren't in control.
Imagine a world As an illusion To warp your reality Where you think you're free.
Imagine a world As a bubble of blindness Another fairytale To make you smile and nod And bow your head to follow Everyone else, bemused and thoughtless along The drawn path of society Just another object that takes up space.
Everything is chosen For you Already.
You don't have to think Why would you?
It was all decided already. When you wake up What you eat What you do each day What you believe What you think What your future beholds When you're borne
When you die.
It is only you Who knows your end.
The day of your maturity Of your step to adulthood Of your 13th year They speak.
They notify you So casually Just another one to rid From our precious, draining resources.
Only you.
Why tell? Why bother?
It's just another life taken away, so carelessly. What's the point?
They have not fooled me. I have not bowed my head Blindly following What I'm expected to follow.
My name is Mortal. It is my 13th birthday.
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