Cruel rules

The world isn't filled 
With what it seems 
they drug your mind

and steal your dreams 

we waste our youth 

on societies sleuth 

and try to be perfect

when that doesn't exist

trying to solve our problems 

with a knife to our wrist 

deaths not the answer 

and neither's a knife

to live in sorrow? 

or to end our life?

we can survive 

and show our strength 

over come societies rules

and show perfection

at our own length