Cruel Reality

Empty is all we are,
always present like a jagged scar.
Emotions that have never been tamed,
are soon to die under their frame.
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A life lived like this,
means a bloodied fist.
Cause every time we want a say,
our voice is disregarded in every way.
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We have no power on our lives,
we can only watch these demons rise.
We have no power on the pain,
our actions will forever stain.
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Our souls are corrupted,
our feelings, adopted.
Our footsteps, shadowed by shame,
again, we deny were all the same.
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We live in a video game,
trying to suck out all the fame.
All we want is to be seen,
to be accepted among the supreme.
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Our spirits are hell bound,
selling our souls with hate profound.
Addictions pile and soon we'll see,
we're hooked and dirt is all we'll be.
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Were easily distracted, easy to fool,
were cruelly used, while trying to keep our cool.
Will the struggle ever end?
Can we cease this evil trend?
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Gotta keep hoping, I guess,
gotta keep giving our best.
One day we'll be released by our ghosts,
then we'll be in position to boast.
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But this is cruel reality,
these kids rob us from our sanity.
There are hundreds who are like me,
kids who dream of being free.