These are my words -- read them aloud

My words need not be spoken

I reserve them in my sanctuary of judgement and careful thought

Opinions merely combust unnecessary argument with the unwitting

Force fed by monsters, cramming them where they’re not fitting

Yes, this world is corrupt; always has been, always will be

But it’s the closed minded thinking that always will kill me

To think for one’s self, is it too much to ask?

They’d rather let others and hide behind masks

Create your own words, words of logic, reason, and concise thought

Think of them as gifts, like the wise men brought