Insecurities

somewhat political

It’s a

Secret service scientology

Sending brainwaves to your headaches

Shape shifting personalities and we agonize over pay raise

You can tell how someones feeling by the tone of their voice

You can pinpoint their bad habits

By their system of choice.

And the big brother don’t bother, he had daddy issues

Paranoid of friendly people

So take the innocent and abuse.

And the insecurity of others is sometimes spilled onto our spleen

It affects a population

Like pubescent Britney spears wannabees.

But me? I just didn’t throw up my lunch

In fact my hand goes out gladly

To those cut up too much.

The garbage trucks have moved away

The jobs all exported to China

Now we’re stinking, jobless, homeless, they say

The response “we’ll react to this on a different day”

You got blood on your face

From the soul you just ate

I feel displaced in your mainstream of hate

So throw us a dollar baby

Maybe we’ll give you a show

Or maybe we’ll shove that dollar quite directly down your throat.

Or maybe we’ll ask for another and one day own a gigantic home

Or maybe we’ll ask for nothing but just to get what we are owed.

Sit back, relax, collect your income tax

Find a homeless guy to harass

Inhale in more trash.

They have no limits,

They get right in it

You power hungery bigot

We drown right in it.

American Idol is like the American horror story

Kind of like Courtney love

But a little less gory?

 

Author's Note

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what a lament..

and what could be more saddening than these trends sweeping the globe?

[Starfruitanimal]

exactly