Years spent in cognito,
walking this Earth with a lesser soul.
Wasted years in this insitution of lies,
They build a new palace of false acceptance,
Countless flock like indoctered flies.
Promises of knowledge become defiled.
Using unsolitary confinement they teach,
Hate the individual, conformity they preach!
Wil I be just another victim?
Victims they play you to be.
Hiding the truth before you even see,
Clipping your wings so you won’t fly free.
Just Another Victim.
Empty promises are made, but no attention is paid.
Knowledge is a war, a war of infinite casulties.
Most never know of these atrocities.
Keep the masses guessing,
Intellectual Vietnam is the only blessing.
Am I just another victim?