Society's cage (Co written with mycoffeekilljoy)

I’m not my own person.
I’m society’s prodigy.
I’ve many favourable qualities,
none of them worthy.

Continuous corruption,
From both friends and foes.
The false sense of acceptation -  
That we’re each forced to know.

The breath of their lies,
companions to the end.
Fill the white space,
Between my foes and my friends.

Consider my death
that of society’s doing.
Codes of disparage,
Continuous ruin.

The broken remains of tainted dreams;
dust eyes to see me,
determine who I am to be -
Tearing at the hand sewn seems.

My thoughts they twist,
They mend,
They bend,
They break me,
To make me
Murderers – the loud bombers
and arrogant deceivers.
Did they escape the fate?
Did they flee reality’s cage?

I am a dove,
In a raven’s clothing.
Any aspect of me,
abruptly corroding.

Sanctions for murder,
the law we obey.
Community killed me -
but no one will pay.

Anchored brainwaves
lost in an ocean of THEIR thoughts;
The sharp salty sting of their hits
will always remain.

I’ve accepted my judgment,
entered Shame’s door;
But the search of their approval
is what I will always care for.