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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