You are headstrong but weak-minded
Tried looking for a heart of gold in you
But couldn't find it
Tried to get you to see but
You remain blinded
You accused me of being overzealous
A zealot walking round reckless
But my gasps leave others breathless
Your words should be swallowed if they're careless
I keep an open mind, I remain objective, and centered on fairness
You believe in appropriate lies
I seek the necessary truth
You claim to be a god who is wise
I am a pauper living in a booth
I wear rags while you knot ties
Ever wonder why we lace our shoes?
This kinda thing gives me the blues
It's a vicious system no matter who you choose
We are pawns in the game
They make the rules...
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