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Pay In, Buy In, SOLD!

Pay In, Buy In, SOLD!

When enriched with scars deeply rooted one may never fully overcome

Our mind an infinite place of space that stores all we have experienced

There’s always vacancy and with that can bring more fuel to add to the fire

Oh the importance of spring cleaning when it comes to bad previous baggage

When trauma and pain are more comfortable and of more mass than love and faith

Our body at that point just a form of transportation and a resemblance of a shipwreck

Going through the false importance’s of a life that demands our time and motion

Distracting ourselves from healing ourselves distracting us from anything else but

What they want , what they need , what they demand from us with no option of choice

Disregard for ourselves by all selfs leads to self-neglect and in time only progresses to worse

Well your not applying yourself one tells and the other screams what the hell is wrong with you

Acting as though the time and tools were provided and all are of safe and sound mind

Same phrases, same rules, same punishments, same judgement, same disregards

Same help, same life, same classes, same town, same state, you’re all the SAME

Yet we see and seek our differences to be acknowledged when it comes to the obvious

Does anyone care to scratch deeper than just that of the surface or is it to much work

Different people, just ask the identical twins that look the same in every aspect

They eat the same thing , they have the same mom . They live in the same house etc

Even they would respond we’re nothing alike and even we argue and fight / DIFFERENT

But yet these statistics take and make false connections and create answers for the masses

We got big box stores with more options than their are people so doesn’t that defend the notion

But yet our local court has all the same sentences for the same people within the county

Meanwhile the pharmaceutical companies have more options to solve less problems with pills

Where’s the thought process when it comes to the different people of the different cases

Unless there’s money involved there seems to be no good intentions of change

Life’s just one big Market and we all are the products on the shelf of World Street

Your life equals x amount of time and within it this is what you are expected to spend

It’s a formula broken down to the smallest detail like how many times you take a shit

For that is needed to know the sheets per roll at a price you’ll see the value

And so on and so forth it all gets broken down with much importance

Meanwhile there’s more serious problems under no magnifying glass of no importance

Prophets of profits are those that seek the votes without thoughts of the hopeless

Let me point out that their probably not all the same but yet I to find one I feel “different”

Why hold us in cages or tents against our will when we are willing to pay for our slavery

The very walls we confine ourselves within the caveman sat amidst for free with no mortgage

But feel good about your low rate for a purchase you don’t need feeding into the game of greed to help fund the lies

Money spent , money made , from money off your sore back and money it costs to buy the money to buy the house to buy the dream

We keep paying , we keep funding , we keep sucking ourselves into the purchase of freedom

Wasn’t our loved ones blood enough to allow ourselves to quit buying into this kind of democracy

The grid is calling and off I’ll go away from these things for I am just one man and can’t change it all

Fear Hell as it’s a fear to make this seem like it’s not, because we’re far from the garden of Eden and comparatively this is Hell on earth

When there’s channels devoted to spreading the rage, anger, violence and fear to feed us before our first meal why we have our coffee

The same channel tells us perception is reality , I guess that’s the disclaimer for the harm they cause us

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