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Is This World A Home?
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Is This World A Home?

My mind is confused,
Lost in lies,
and life.

People tell me about life,
Tell me who I am
What I need to be,
Who I should grow up to be.

I am my own person
Not a puppet of the world,
I walk my own path
Avoiding those with so called power.

Look outside at our world,
Tell me it couldn't be better.


Our world is terrible
No better than a garbage truck,
Taking a quick ride
Then we get destroyed.

Stop and stare at this world
And tell me what you think of it,
Tell me what you think
About this world we call a home.

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