There is a certain prison in this world

And within that prison are other prisons

They hold you captive like they hold me captive

They chain me, and whip me with thy rod and thy staff

They force me into that green pasture

I shall not want a life like this

A life with false promise and empty prayers and empty beds and empty hearts

Though you kill us for killing our own, you love us all

With a love so strong and so terrible that we cannot contain it

I wish to reject it, yet it is everywhere

Planted like pesticide on every street corner and highway

We are wrong, yet our pride tells us differently

You are right, yet my pride tells me differently

Your knowledge, implanted in me from the beginning

With every speech, a lobotomy is performed

We become your toys, your clay

You shape and form and play with our futures

Yet we are happy with our lack of control, decision, and self-respect

We are drugged and hypnotized by you

And I know that despite what I’m told

You love you and only you

And nobody else but you

And for better, or worse, every inmate loves you

But I am alone in this prison

Yet I am satisfied.