I'm sucked down
Back out of my skies
I was soaring so above the crowds
I could've sworn that I could fly
But now
I'm just a man again
In this tormented world
Living in self-indulgent pain
Are you proud to be
A victim of society?
Alone with the voices
Drifting inside of my head
I was trying to break free of them
When you passed me off as dead
And now
Do you understand
What it feels like
To have a loaded gun in your hands
Random flashes of thought
Across the TV screen
I was lost in this make believe reality
Before I heard the screams
A million dying souls
And no way home
Doesn't matter now
You'll always be alone
Are you proud to be
A victim of society?
Disarm the sun
And scream the words aloud
Take your loaded gun
And fucking choke
Are you proud to be
A victim of society?
It makes me sick
To see the victims of society
This could be a song if you gave it a tune! Nobody wants to be a victim of society, and personally this is a little deep for my dead brain to comprehend at the moment :( Cheers, keep em coming. Azuire
Jason This is another incredible write from you In this write I get the feeling you were referring to someone who is suffering from schizophrenia There is also another theme that could fit for this write as well It could also be written about a musical performer who has fallen from the top and cant acceot the reality that noone will be screaming his name again and it leaves him all alone It is always a pleasure to read your writes as everyone of them leaves me thinking deep trying to figure out just what exactly your hidden meaning is God Bless Ron
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