I’ve accepted that

I was the only person

Genuinely interested

In self-expression


I had to be silenced


The rest would be

Revealed to be phony

Liars, cunts

Frauds, trust fund babies

Talentless dick sucking

Professor fucking

Doctor child sociofucks

Heartless robots

Replicating relics

That should’ve stayed dusty

I’ll record my album

Eventually, under a

Pseudonym or even maybe

My birth name

I’ll play Chopin

I’ll sing

People will understand

Finally, that music

Is more than just

Classism and supremacy

There was once love

And beauty in the world

That sang out clearer

Than our eyes

Could saturate

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