Society’ Pet
I’m
standing on these crossroads, awakening to my dreams
Feel
something tied to me, denying me
And
I find myself, asking myself, why do I even try
And
I ask myself how could myself ever let everybody treat me,
Like
Society’s Pet, ain’t dead yet
Cause
I’ve been walking and I’ve been talking, for you and them
But
now I’m walking down, my road again
And
I’m trying to use what I have seen, while being used and oh so green
Insecurities
once thought were me, Self possession lack amenities
©1994 Sean Moore
