Society Society wants me to be everybody else Ditsy, sleasy, and full of wealth Society wont let me be myself Forcing god on me: I'm already in hell Society doesn't want me to use my head Cut my throat and leave me for dead Yet still on this "loyal" ground I tread My sanity hanging by a withered thread Society hates everything I'll be A big mouthed freak is all they see Why must I live in despondency? They wanted to liquidate me Society hopes I soon will die Cant shut me up, so suck me dry I look up into the sky A big black tear falls from my eye (And once again I start to cry) W. Ganong