Social conformists are so lame. They aren’t just lame, they are bundles of stress, anxiety and misery. How ironic. Sheesh.
Curse this slavery to corporations,
I could be sold for nothing less,
Was I not intended to possess,
These yearnings to shock the world with my words?
I must confess, I want to be known,
For having firmly stood upon my throne,
With poem and lyric – these are my refuge;
With them I’ll cast the world to stone.