Days of old surpass
times of new thoughts and new
dreams of people and places
now known to mankind.
We dream for unending power
to magically bestow its beauty
of hate and pain upon our forsaken hearts
and minds. We dream that riches will
fall from heavenly heights
and rain its glory of greed into our
homes and lint-filled pockets. Yes,
even more, we dream of fame.
We dream of the perfect body to
assist our aspirations of achieving
this socially accepted figure. We dream,
and we dream,
and we dream.
And the dreaming never ceases, so we simply
dream for more and more…
Author notes
this is about how much i hate society and societal pressures to make people what they are not. and i hate how everyone is so damn afriad to be themselves when they would have actual friends, not just friends that they can get drunk with... what a great friendship...if you need to be drunk to hang out with your friends, or high, or whatever. then what will happen when you guys hang out without those things... NOTHING!
ahhh haha. i don't like it when people can't know their realy friends becuase of dumb interferences. grr haha. oh and the title comes from how our society is like a clone of everyone else and almost everyone is walking at the same pace and blah blah blah. and yeah. i don't know how to explain it haha. use your imagination!
Written June 13th, 2005
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Wow, I just wrote one simular. I really enjoyed this one. I'm glad you finally posted a new one, Society plays a follow the leader role, it's pathetic. I've been through the friends of me, of friend of druggie state and I fully understand your point there. I like it, I've been waiting eagerly for a new one from you and I'm once again impressed, bravo, bravo!!!!
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