9 June 2012
In the darkness there's little light turning every ones hearts taking out the fight.
Our minds are all in one place our thoughts are silent not leaving a trace.
Because our inner beings aren't in control, there's only one winner taking the gold.
Winding us up when they please then calming us down when they need.
We are merely theirs to do with us what they will, and they laugh because they know this still.
Robots we are, or china dolls there to control especially when we won't evolve.
They need us this way to control our minds so our opinions Stay.
They shape and mould us so they don't have to scold us.
Telling us lies making us their own, the question is why? why not leave us alone?
Controlled • Opuss № I