Moulded minds

by danielle thomas   Feb 21, 2005


Every one is the same
bullying to them is just a game
they cannot see what is real
secretly pain is what they feel

walking around in their gangs
no1 feels alone, not like us
but then when needing some one true
they need someone like you

the same fake smile
the same fake dressing
the same fake jewelry
the same fake hair

the same fake personality
the same fake front
thats all they are really
one group of molded minds!

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