I am the product of a million wasted ideas
Delusions of grandeur
Result of a war lost against impositions
A sea of unanswered pleas
Born to be branded,
The label is the only thing that makes me different
In a world of labeled people
Consciousness transplanted
Build me into an empire,
You can even get my love as an
Special offer
I am
Batting my lashes, hoping
To be put either of
this shelf or this life
Nenhum comentário:
Postar um comentário