The Mark of Society
The mark of society is slashed upon my wrist
I let it bleed
For society says I don't exsist
The mark of religion is causing pandemonium within
I can't take control
For religion tells me I am a sin
The mark of the media is burned upon my arm
I let it sting
They'll never know it was they who brought me this harm
by
HeckYesposted on 11/12/2007
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