Thinking about how badly people get manipulated sometimes, without even realising it.
I
write what I want on
a
post-it note; and
Then
stick it on your head.
And
magically you come to ‘life’,
I’ll
label you till your death
A
self-fulfilling prophecy:
Your
naivety will feed me well,
I’ll
amend you, and I’ll shape you
In
your consensual cell.
Yes
I will imprison you!
and
you will never know.
Naivety
is a dangerous glee,
So
ensure your mind does grow
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