Waiting for an opportunity
As if it's gonna knock at my door
I guess it's just my strategy
But what the heck am I fighting for?
At first I had a purpose
And then I lost my way
I guess I'm still learning
What am I supposed to say?
Because we just puppets following rules like fools
Acting like we know
Everything is silenced by the government
You think media will tell you so?
So I ask myself what's the point of this
What's this point of me?
I don't know
I'm just one person can I make difference?
To that I still don't know
YOU ARE READING
ᴘᴏᴇᴍs ғᴏʀ sᴏᴄɪᴇᴛʏ
PoetryFreedom of speech. Freedom of expression. This is about society, change and people through the words of poetry.