I’m paranoid
People at my back
I’m annoyed
Always giving me flak
I try to run
But they always keep up
It’s just no fun
Are they still there? Yep.
Always running
Refuse to stop
It’s your fault your to cunning
Make me think I’m part of the crop.
I’m not, I know
I never will be
You’re all too slow
Meanwhile I flee
You’re all the same
Forever unchanging.
You’re all to blame
Part of the Matrix, conforming
You all power the establishment
While I fight the machine
No time to lament
This goes all the way to the queen!
While I keep running,
And laying down the words
You’re all still burning
And making me bored
As long as I’m here
I won’t be silenced
I’ll stay in gear
Keep talking to the incensed.
I’m no hero
That I’ll admit
But I’m no zero
That just wouldn’t fit.
A contest entry
- Hit me with your best shot by De-Throned.
450 points, ended February 20, 2008, 33 entries
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Comments
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Great write. my favorite part of this poem was:
You all power the establishment
While I fight the machine
No time to lament
This goes all the way to the queen!
Good luck in the contest.
De-Throne -
well it rhymes for sure its good i like it
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