Adapt is what they call it
The crap pile they would say
Just lay right there
The position beware
Of consequences
If you dare not obey
No condiments
No shoes no pens
No way to tell your truth
The secrets that they make with us
Are hidden nail and tooth
Isolation
Not so bad
Better than the constant battle
But what if silence never comes
As your cry and shake like a rattle
But dry your tears sad warrior
Your truth is yours to bare
The story that we share my friend
That WWASP hurts are still there
They break you down to build you up
But what does that really mean
It means they’ll go to any lengths
To make sure the dinner plates clean
The letters are screened
The outsiders rare
Propaganda runs all
In this school turned to fair
A circus, ha a planned parade
A front to fool you all
Oh Hurting children for their profit
While demons strut and walk tall
All people are silenced
Strategically placed
Turn one on the other
Turns levels to first place
A winner a goal
You must only succeed
The levels the seminars
Do all that you need
You’re worthless without us
We made you just mush
Now build them back up
All they need is a push
But what when you’re strong
And the coal becomes hardened
Then a diamond will shine
And horizons are broadened
Tools can be learned
And trials be failed
And as long as you’re breathing
Know you have prevailed
For those who cracked from pressure
Lost souls who feel their wounds
Know that’s it’s the little things
Tides going, the changing of moons
Our time ticks on another day
Sometimes it’s short or long
Know that you just do your part
They won’t win if you stay strong
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