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Fuck the system
Fuck the system and its ties I hope one day soon it dies an out of the ashes something better would rise
Lies are what they speak best, very few things they do to try an clean up their mess whatever they do Idk about you but I'm not impressed just an illusion built from a meaningless constitution I'm starting to think democracy wasn't the solution just another figment thrown into the institution,
dealing with reality that so many people got the same mentality just don't care willing to bear whatever is dished out makes me doubt if the pursuit of happiness is even something that can be achieved or is just another illusion they use to deceive real knowledge is learned from the constant tumbles of life not something you gotta buy all for the love of money the main goal revealing itself in the fold true happiness is becoming a hidden gold gem in the rough its hard saying that you've had enough an ur content I understand its left its dent in me too its hard goin without wanting something new in hopes it will make me feel good for a bit too soon does it lose its flavor an I yearn a new thing to savor, meaningless objects that I posses just tying me down to keep me a part of the mess
Lies are what they speak best, very few things they do to try an clean up their mess whatever they do Idk about you but I'm not impressed just an illusion built from a meaningless constitution I'm starting to think democracy wasn't the solution just another figment thrown into the institution,
dealing with reality that so many people got the same mentality just don't care willing to bear whatever is dished out makes me doubt if the pursuit of happiness is even something that can be achieved or is just another illusion they use to deceive real knowledge is learned from the constant tumbles of life not something you gotta buy all for the love of money the main goal revealing itself in the fold true happiness is becoming a hidden gold gem in the rough its hard saying that you've had enough an ur content I understand its left its dent in me too its hard goin without wanting something new in hopes it will make me feel good for a bit too soon does it lose its flavor an I yearn a new thing to savor, meaningless objects that I posses just tying me down to keep me a part of the mess
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