secret
society
keep me
from being
the real me
is hiding
the real me
is riding the waves
of this tsunami called life
uproot the tree whose fruits are ripe
a real socialite
drops their dreams down the drain pipe
what utter trite
following blind rite
when you're blessed with the gift of sight
keep following the light
and leave this cell for good
keep in mind this lesson true
you can not fail at being you
for it's essential to capture the true essence
of this establishment we ignorantly slave to establish
so we could all be equal
equally ignorant.
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