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Or do they?
This day and age isn't about rebelling against a self-said corrupt government and fighting conformity, because nobody really cares what you think. Your life really doesn't matter when there are 5 billion more people just like you going through the same things, so shut the hell up and get back in line.
The title also has a deeper meaning to me, mainly because it's reflecting all these crappy angst-filled teen poems about how they're individuals and nobody cares. To be honest, I hate people like that, and this poem reflects it.
This was a very hit-or-miss piece and I don't know how well it came out. Feedback is greatly appreciated.
P.S. "Shut the hell up before I end you" has to be the funniest and greatest line in a poem ever. I love that line. It holds a very comedic underlying connotation to it, dontcha think? "I will end you"...
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See where all the bodies are laying?
This isn't a video game you're playing
One count for everyone he's slaying
This is your last chance, I hope you're praying
Chrome to your dome, goin' out with a bang
Hope he doesn't put a bullet to your brain
This is the before and you're the after
Kill yourself before we explode in laughter
Let it out and let me in
Let it go and keep it within
Eyes to the barrel of the gun
It better be to the hills you run
Put it down and put it out
It better be to me you shout
I pulled the trigger and it's blood you see
Knocked out and now you can't see me
I know it's my name you yell
Soon it's gonna be blood you smell
Because you've been put in hell
Sitting in the middle of a cell
Conformity is why you whine?
Shut the hell up and get back in line
Before we come at you with guns raised
Your ass to the grass with eyes glazed
Stop fighting for a cause nobody cares about
Keep it in because no one wants to hear you shout
About the things everyone deals with
Before we end it and make you a myth
Keep your mouth shut before I end you
Or it'll be glass you're going through
Lying dead, lifeless on the floor
Your body pushed through the door
Now do you see the error of your ways?
Because life isn't one big maze
This world isn't one big war
And your individualism is no more
This day and age isn't about rebelling against a self-said corrupt government and fighting conformity, because nobody really cares what you think. Your life really doesn't matter when there are 5 billion more people just like you going through the same things, so shut the hell up and get back in line.
The title also has a deeper meaning to me, mainly because it's reflecting all these crappy angst-filled teen poems about how they're individuals and nobody cares. To be honest, I hate people like that, and this poem reflects it.
This was a very hit-or-miss piece and I don't know how well it came out. Feedback is greatly appreciated.
P.S. "Shut the hell up before I end you" has to be the funniest and greatest line in a poem ever. I love that line. It holds a very comedic underlying connotation to it, dontcha think? "I will end you"...
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See where all the bodies are laying?
This isn't a video game you're playing
One count for everyone he's slaying
This is your last chance, I hope you're praying
Chrome to your dome, goin' out with a bang
Hope he doesn't put a bullet to your brain
This is the before and you're the after
Kill yourself before we explode in laughter
Let it out and let me in
Let it go and keep it within
Eyes to the barrel of the gun
It better be to the hills you run
Put it down and put it out
It better be to me you shout
I pulled the trigger and it's blood you see
Knocked out and now you can't see me
I know it's my name you yell
Soon it's gonna be blood you smell
Because you've been put in hell
Sitting in the middle of a cell
Conformity is why you whine?
Shut the hell up and get back in line
Before we come at you with guns raised
Your ass to the grass with eyes glazed
Stop fighting for a cause nobody cares about
Keep it in because no one wants to hear you shout
About the things everyone deals with
Before we end it and make you a myth
Keep your mouth shut before I end you
Or it'll be glass you're going through
Lying dead, lifeless on the floor
Your body pushed through the door
Now do you see the error of your ways?
Because life isn't one big maze
This world isn't one big war
And your individualism is no more
