It’s hard
To keep your head
On straight
When the world
Makes you look
In every direction,
Trying to make you
See things
Their way.
Well dressed apes
All over,
Howling
And beating their chests,
Every one claiming
That theirs is the
Superior selfish faction.
No doubt,
It’s hard to look past
The freak show
To find
Your own answers
And to wake up
On the other side
A self-taught
Individual.
You may feel alone,
But there are others,
And we’re looking
For you too.
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