Covered and aligned in perfect straight rows
The thump of heels on the ground of no memory
The length and the dept that nobody knows
I lean to the side, a new perspective to see
Whipped back in line by those to the side.
I now see the difference between what is wrong,
What warrants punishment and what I should hide.
It’s a code that pushes the rest right along.
Nonconformity is as criminal as crime,
I’ll break any rule if it is not evil.
I accept the punishments and do my time,
And I’ll always find a way to be civil.
Broken and beaten paths laid before you,
We know our way now, we know what to do.
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