Land Of Disorders

Life has cast me away to its corners
Nothing... Nothing is being done to the daughters
Praying for redemption from the authors
Closing our eyes to avoid the horrors
 
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
 
Help us... Help us we demand from the lawyers
Buckets of hearts is sent to the slaughters
What are we left with but orders
Cut down all that we are able to offer
 
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
 
Stitched together made to be performers
Forced to follow the steps of the directors
Urging us to take shots of pleasure
Yet there is only signs of error
We live in a world full of terror
 
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
Life has sentenced us with the land of disorders
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Basically this poem is about how society is trying to control us and shape us to the way it wants, and not giving us free well to express and be ourselves.

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