There is too many days in the place.
I hate how long that it takes
To feel my body and I are not in odds with each other.
I keep trying to ignore it all.
But a body can rise when it falls
And I keep on falling into the the things that bother.
So how can I come to see
The things that are best for me
When society is prone to make me believe the opposite.
Or is it all because
We both have a different cause?
And for them my actual betterment is not it.
So we see and we drive and we fail
And we come to the core of betrayal.
Society is only us if you fit into the machine.
You are not a person but an amount
That they deduct, add on and count
The importance of being healthy will stay unseen.
Until we clog up and destroy the machine.
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