where the wind blows
you will go
where the crowd's at
you will stay
where the scene meets
you will be

weak, cowardly with no will
that's what you are
nothing more but a paper
to be blown away

what the hero says
you will do
what the boss throws away
you will eat
what the idol does
you will imitate

poor, simple with no mind
that's what you are
nothing more but a can
to be filled with trends

when they beat someone up
you will applaud
when everybody yells
you will shout
when they wear it all
you will, too

where you are doesn't count
cause you are alone
what you do doesn't count
cause you are weak
who you like doesn't count
cause you are silent

oh please
fade in the dark

written by joxn
18. Aug 2024
16:29

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