Adapting to different surroundings,
Changing your views day by day,
Too critical of others
When you too are at fault.
Several sets of opinions
Like colours to camouflage yourself.
Like a fox sly in your man
On the path to individual freedom,
I'm met with countless obstructions.
An external vacuum distorts my observance,
Sucking me to the rat race.
A weakness makes me gullible.
Constantly lured to their traps,
Dismanting my motivation,
Taking my destination to another step back.
Drawing attention to yourself
At anothers expense.
Your puritan stance
Carries a certain pretence.
When an ego is at stake,
There's always a point to make.
Bigotted and self opinionated
There is no give and take.
Obsessed with changing the world,
Not in changing yourself !
So much bitterness
In this so-called scene.
Self righteous ´ leaders ª
With their own little dream.
Walls of confinement
Don't stray too far.
Evicted for maturing
Whilst they stagnate.
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