Child, fight to be free!
Learn to think.
Learn to love.
Learn that you are the one with a beautiful soul.
Learn that they are wrong.
Learn that they cannot mold you.
Learn to reject what they have said about you.
Learn to take back what they have stolen from you.
Learn to fight the solitude.
Learn integrity.
Learn to beautify yourself.
Learn independence.
Learn that you are one.
Child,learn!
Oh,how I long to be like her...
She plots her way through the jungle of life with ease.
She fights the tiger of society when he tries to reform her.
She is gentle and uses sensitivity when caring for those in need
And fights those who try to destroy.
She swings from tree to tree with the freedom in her mind.
She fights to survive and succeeds.
She treads through shaky waters with the least bit of fright.
She basks in the sun enjoying the simple pleasures in the jungle.
She doesn't focus on the next move of survival
Or on each fight that she has survived.
She considers each battle an adventure
And takes pride in what she conquers.
She finds her own mental food and enjoys the shelter she finds within herself.
She loves and is loved for.
She is not well known but is a hero to me.
Oh,how I long to be like her...
The Psychotic Game
Come outside,
Let's play a game.
I'll make you feel as though you're insane.
On human mind,body,and soul feed.
We'll listen to the tortured plead.
We'll hear their cries and laugh in their face
As we return to our heavenly place.
We'll live off of other's pain,
From human need we will gain.
We'll dance in our psychotic way,
Ignoring what the sane will say.
Other's blood we will pour.
Through our minds we'll gallop and soar.
The outside world labels us "insane",
They don't understand our misery,
our pain.
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