Puppetized

 
I am not who I am
but who you think I am
all you see is glimpses of me
page 2, 21, 48 and 90

Broken reflections of my mangled individuality
borrowed lips can’t cry out today
please paste haircut from page 78
society thinks I look better this way

Mass puppeteering to control perception
buy a magazine to falsify thy self
eager to spread its zombieness onto you
give in to their narcissistic ways

Viewpoint long in the mind
I’m a fabrication of your imagination
branded long before birth
cloaked in materialism before my time

Product symbolism segregated uniqueness
becomes a victim of brand placement
horde suiciding of thought process
end this idle daydreaming trance

Harsh reality can’t curb cliques
take it to the coliseum
juggernaut shall have its day
united roars uplift realization

Individualism is yours for the taking
unplug membranes from manifestation
rise up to claim your true identity
assimilate this propaganda decisively

Lines on battlefield have been enliven
shed these pages one by one
false puppet masters have nothing on me
for the real me shall shine down on thee

Shards of mirror have been puzzled together
reflection of me is smiling back at you
anguish these oppressive puppet strings
woohoo do I feel great today



Whispers float all around
sneering as if I’ve done wrong
greed can’t even contemplate
envy becomes corporal for hate

Sodailty can’t be over run
been trumped yet again
society stays congregated
you have just been puppetized.