I could complain
and you would relate
I could explain
But you would hate
Everything beautiful I have made
Are you an inmate, a convict
Or some other breed
A realist, a faker
Or caught in between
And why should I care
If you don't want to be free
Your hatred is toxic
Its energy has no end
Brain cells and prison cells
We're locked up in them
You ask who I am
I thought you knew
I am everything you could be
If you were just you.
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