Society Sells Unhappiness

Society sells dreams

If it's a profiting company

Or social cliques

We are told who we are

What we should elevate to be

Even if the idea is impossible

Even though the effort

Is degrading, unhappy

Resulting in depression and little satisfaction

And never was going to make you happy

But we all fall in line to fit into the 'idea'

I'm trying to find myself

Block out what society whispers

Clue in to my own thoughts

Filter my perception

Because I want to be positive

And truly happy with the truth

Simply understand the truth

Know it

But I follow the line set in words