Wednesday, June 4, 2008
confined
i slip into the mold and must be sold. my property becomes mine no more and from now on i have a life not belonging to me. now there is an order to things. now i have complete control and i am moving in the right direction. i know this because they tell me so. I learn from them because they are wise in the ways of the cruel world. in reality, they have been met with discomfort due to their own choices. From a place like that, control would be sanctioned in anyone's heart by all people on the outside. Now all i have to do is find a way to be happy without being a liar to myself like everyone else. i see no problem with that!
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