The world says we're defective
So we change to fit the mold
Locking our true selves away,
Tactics crude, but effective
Bound and gagged, life passes by
We embraced imprisonment;
Once fear of abandonment
Outweighed our hate of the lie
Into our minds, poison delves
As we forget it's an act
And soon we're shells of plastic
Rebelling against our selves
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