Acceptance.
You live so good now.
It cannot be changed.
Although you tried. You tried.
It cannot, it cannot.
You tried to.
You hurted those who loved you. You ended up alone.
No. It cannot be changed.
You deserved it.
You deserved it.
For you weren’t right.
For it couldn’t be changed.
Even though you tried to
It passed.
A bad dream. It was but a bad dream.
Acceptance: It couldn’t be changed, it cannot, be changed.
Now there are people with you.
Who accept you. Who accept you.
As you are.
As you are. As you now are.
How right, your father. How wise, you now recognize the teachers.
Who warned you.
It cannot be changed.
And they accept you at last…
(…)
‘Cause you got a job..
Because you have recognized it.
40 hours. On paper, sure. Actually 55.
You even have a girlfriend, who earns more than you: 1080.
And you cannot afford, to have a child.
And you vote every 4 years, of course you do.
And you still know you’re being lied to, but you are happy, because you have finally accepted it.
Because you have accepted it cannot be changed.
Because they succeeded at changing you.
