Chapter 1 - Taake A Look At Me

Take a look at all the fake
photos up on the wall...
They are all the same,
with their fake, sugary smiles

One day, is this how I,
a devoted one to all,
shall turn up to be?
Prowling in the night
to feed my unsavored hunger,
my savoring soul,
for only money?

I could just see me as
a fraud, as all they,
singing the songs of
the Christian Saints,
but behind it all,
I am more evil
than the blight of
the most fallen angel.

I becom an advocate
for peace only to
get my publicity?
Only to have my name
wrung out from mouths,
and to be in the
tallest paper of New York?

You commercialized me,
and my very soul.
You ruined my being with
all you 'happy' smiles.
But when I look upon
your face so fake,
all I can see is
you motives, so good.

You make me want
to vote you President,
ao you can fool with
my mind some more,
so I can become
yet Another.

But wait, do not stop
there because I
am still young.
Why not hand me
candy flavored disease?
Oh yes, what a wonderful
treat be it to die
from all of your 'help.?'

I think not.
I do not want to be
commercialized like all
of the others.
I do not want my soul
to be taken anymore.
I have this life,
and it is mine.
So why not jst go
and leave me be?

I am your profit, so green.
Amen.    

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