Lure of corruption

Born with your own mind, concepts undefined, pure uncorrupted youth.
Forced through the motions, stripped of all emotion, diluted notions of the truth.
With a strengthening will avoid assimilation.
Cast yourself apart from a braindead nation.

Introduced in time, to pain and loss and crime, ideals will twist and corrode.
Thoughts are not your own, from thoughts of others grown, taught compliance to a code.
Holding fast resisting the integration.
Standing tall and free with determination.

Corruptions crept inside, your sense of being died, another mind reduced to dust.
Conforming was a choice, youve sacrificed your voice, comfort in numbers gains your trust.
Youve cast away your final shreds of independance.
A soul withering away now with every sentence.

Accustomed to accept, the words of those inept, convinced its what you beleive.
Youve fallen through the dark, will never leave your mark, joined the ranks of the naive.
Blind and lost, yet reaching out in desparation.
Left behind a life in search of false salvation.

The sense of pride, thats born of standing alone,
All the harder the path, but your success is your own.