They build you up but they tear you down, don’t wait for an applause when your words don’t please the crowd. Not powdered with sugar to make it taste right, Just say what your told to if you want to win the fight. Be clad in your amour, And lift up your eyes. Fight the right battles, for the right prize. There’s a war in words amplified in memories; of the things that have been spoken that caused the heartbroken. Some things just shouldn’t be said; Some people just need to be taken down a peg. Healed or not healed, Wounded or bandaged up. Scared to be yourself,  outspoken: is it a phrase in their song, they say they don’t like to argue but that story can be proved wrong? If they can’t put you in a place, If they can’t make you fit in a neat little space, you might just need to break the boundaries and create an explosion: that shatters the mindsets of religious strongholds that shouldn’t of had them tied up in delusion. So break the chains of oppression over our minds, Open up the eyes of the ones that are blind. Release the captives from […]