World's Muted Panacea

[Hate]

My Drug and a Mental Disease; A Look Into This World's Muted Panacea

Childhood angst. No mind for confusion. Not following just being. Not myself just a cog. Knowing nothing but what is told. Group situations lead to group mentality. Common conception all that exists. This is the way it has been made to be. No real communication just rapid, random, recycled waste spit from every orifice.

You've shown me another way. You show oneself and the means to explore. Hidden from they but exposed to all. To comfortably advance and maturate here, confined, safe, and not so ignorant. Forming/molding my own and debating to further stretch my soul.

You put me where I need to be, let me see what wants to be seen, please keep me inside of what mind-state should be.

Blessings behind a mask. Keep me here, keep me free.

A warning from those above that group situations lead to group mentality.

Just make sure you let this world's muted panacea educate thee.