I feel delusional.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

Society keeps dragging you down like an anchor 

There’s so much irony in that...

Let me iron the wrinkles out.

Stay afloat, stay float.

Don’t let the water on board.

Ride your own wave to shore.

Be sure, with who you are and what you stand for.

Rock your everlasting tide.

Don’t hide.

Life is a rollercoaster ride enjoy the amusement park.

Rosa Park your way through life.

The world is too shallow but 

It has you drowning in the deep end

The masses (hounds of society) are programmed to devour and ridicule individualism.

The remains are swept under the carpet.

“It’s a clean sweep”, society is winning by a landslide. The bleats are driving me insane.

I probably sound insane.

How was I immune from the sy-stem?

It feels like burden, I feel detached from the roots.

I branched out involuntarily.

This is advice from a defect: Individualism is your lifeguard.

Illusions of the entertainment industry by Black Onyx

You look at me and tell me that I'm beautiful
Flattered
I want to say the same but the filters confuse me
You've concealed your melanin
You've contoured your origin
You've 'fleeked' your perfection
Baby girl, you've stuck it on your lip.

You're adored for making moves
I'm inspired by that.
You tell me to believe in myself, stay true, know myself
I'm conflicted by the two faced specimen
Preaching self worth and resilience to the trend
Twerking to the lyrics that you say are forbidden.

We were warned from afar
The responsibility of power
How do you sleep at night
Knowing the next generation will be misled by your aura?

Lights, camera, action
I'm the one that's cued to make sure it happens
'Look Natural, act happy'
After 7 scenes of rehearsing.
You see the final picture and you're amazed
Not taking into consideration the deceit.
You watch them as they do as they please
They justify and exceptions arise because they are part of the species.
You live life thinking it's the epitome
You forget that without all of that...
'What definition do I have of me?'

We are engulfed by the society
That lacks emotional attachment.
We are being taught to seek refuge in a temporary illusion that not only encourages acceptance from society, but detaches us from offering our greater selves to the world.
We find comfort in statements that are driven by lust.
The impression received changes from motivation to must.
Souls left undernourished
Pussies left punished
'Only God can judge me'
Consolidation from a guilty conscious.