Brainwash Sessions

[ The Road Not Taken - Robert Frost ]

They warned me that
I better behave myself....
Go strictly by the book,
Or they'll have me shelved....

A loud NO CAN DO was my answer...
They got me diagnosed with blood cancer....
Dyin' is the easy was out,
They'll keep me alive...
Dye red my doubts....

Brainwash me into playin' with the crowd,
The way they do...
The way they did...
The way I won't....
I'm not a kid.

Told me things would be okay...
If only I bend as they say...
Promised me gold on every way...
I'm not a sell out...
What's a sell out anyway?

I have these sessions,
Every damn hour...
They make me sick,
But they ain't tired to devour....

I stand my ground.
They stand on my mound.
A little more will,
And I'll straddle those clowns....

Raped my life..
Will surely return the favor...
They mock my words,
And say Whatever !

But today just won't be their day....
For today I won't for them lay....
And this'll be the story told everyday....

Soon I'll gather strength enough...
I know i'm outnumbered,
But I am tough....

And they'll be rushin' out,
With al their bluff stuff....
While I'll be alone smilin',
High up above.....