Don’t worry, all they did was take your thoughts and replace them with their own intentions.
Don’t worry, lines on your face will be gone in a moment, they’ll take them, erase them.
Don’t worry, your hair and skin will be new in a moment, they’ll change them, to plastic.
Don’t worry, the incisions are just to alter your body, and fix it, to perfection.
Don’t worry, your doubts will all go away in a moment,
As you fit in, with the masses.
Mindwash.
They’re tearing you apart while telling you ‘you need it’.
Brainwash.
They’re wrapping you with strings while telling you ‘you want it’.
Burried.
Who you are, under six inches of microfiber lies.
But don’t worry, it’ll all go away as you fit in with the masses.
Don’t worry. Can’t you feel the needles pry as they’re sowing shut your eyelids?
Don’t worry. Can’t you see the false reflections they paint across your mirrors?
Don’t worry. Can’t you hear your buried thoughts breathing anymore?
Don’t worry. Can’t you see your shadow self, convulsing on the floor?
Mindwash.
They’re tearing you apart while telling you ‘you need it’.
Brainwash.
They’re wrapping you with strings while telling you ‘you want it’.
Burried.
Who you are, under six inches of microfiber lies.
And who you are, is lost.
But don’t worry, your doubts will all go away in a moment,
As you fit in, with the masses.
theskywillfall 
“Microfiber Lies” Band name. Boom done.
hey now, you may be onto something!
You should keep writing things. You’re good at writing things.
Awh thanks 🙂 I find motivation and inspiration is a lot harder to come by these days, that and time/poor use of it.. But i try to every so often, when the feeling’s there. 🙂