Poems from apoet19

In this world, all they make are rules; So we follow, like mindless fools. Things they tell us are all we know; Never will we be able to...
The world tells us to be perfect, But that fills our souls with conflict, For who can determine our worth? Why does this feel like hell on...
It can be hard when they hide knowledge from you. Intellectuals will have all the power. Those without control will never have a clue, And...