““Why is it that I have to rhyme to show what happens deep inside? to tell the thoughts that here reside it feels like a huge waste of time When we speak out we only whine theologians tend to misguide tell us to smile and nod with pride they always say pain fades with time So don the mask, wear the facade stick with the norm and don't speak out heaven forbid you make a stand You wouldn't want to seem too odd we're suffering from a creative drought what's wrong with a little contraband?””
