Lobotomy of the Personality

Damn, the different ones!

Every word, every gesture Choose carefully, please… Every form of protestation Mask behind a smirk or tease!

Honesty? Forget about it! So unnecessary waste. Who needs effort or fighting? Who wants the truth to face?

Empty gazing in the eyes — Everything is just a pose: We’re all in this farce — Is the poison in the dose?

Don’t advocate for your rights, And don’t mention any truth! They’re dangerous and bite, Wrong is every single move!

Can’t you work in a team? You’re out from the crowd! And the world spins — it seems: Damn, the different ones around!

Is it a curse to be different? Maybe it is. Maybe it is not.

Here is another story retelling about differences: