They tell us how to live

They tell us what to do

They tell us what is right

They are in control

Lables, punk, emo, loser, nerd

Sports are for boys, barbies are for girls

It's all a game,

But what's the prize?

Roles, lables, society has ruin the world

Our souls have been taking over

No longer sound

We are ruled

Society writes the rules,

Are you ready for another bad poem?

If they rule it will all turn rotten

Every poem, every story, every word ever said

Our world is a grenade,

Ready to explode

It can always get better,

Anything is better than this