Childhood teachers told childhood kids

the best way to sit indeed

they told us "Criss Cross Applesauce"

and we all laughed because what a funny name

for we didn't understand the funny name was but a coverup for the pain of the future

our little minds failed to comprehend that these childish games were lies

we played simon says to become the perfect drones

to learn the power of obedience and the utter failure of originality

remember the art projects?

the ones where the teacher showed us step by step what to do

if you messed up, changed it- just a little- you'd find that beautiful E for excelent was nothing more than an S for satisfactory.

We ritualisticlly followed the rules

granted candies for our honors and isoloation for our failures

we were taught that individuality was a lie; forced to invite everyone equally to our birthday parties

wonder now why we teach our children the ideals of communism at a young age

not everyone recieves equality if we grow up learning sharing is caring what do we do with nothing left to share?

Children have been taught to follow specific rules, never to question authority

the problem is authority is just humanity with power and humanity 

is pretty f-d up.

So when we were told to sit a certain way and do a certain thing they taught us to think like a hive mind

building up a workforce of our naive thought

cruely twisting our hopefulness into the foundations for our unhapiness

so instead of innovation

we learned to let the others be innovaters

instead of problem solving

we learned to pick up the phone and call mum and dad

we were tossed in the world as a bunch of psychological fuel for their fire

no.

We are not mindless rule followers

sometimes the rules need to be broken

sometimes revolution is the only solution

don't tell us

to sit criss cross applesauce

when the world needs us to stand