Conformed or Trained

What I notice is that in our society some people are like dogs_ some are trained to think a certain way and some conform under the pressure of what society consider sociable
Us children of the future I believe are trained like we are dogs
But some of us children conform because we don't want to be trained
It's like the society controls our thinking because the society decides what they consider beautiful, fashionable, normal etc...
Think about it what is the definition of normal?
I don't believe that there are normal people in the world for every individual have a characteristic that is probably considered weird
We of the human kind are very unique
Certain cultures train their people or maybe they tried to rebel against the training that they simply conform to the ways of the society because they see that there is no way they can win
In a sense we are never free because we are slaves to the ways of society
I see how the people in my neighborhood
In them I see trained people
because the way they talk it's like somebody told them their lines
They're like characters in a book
Living their life to the script
You might think to yourself
well is she trained or did she conform?
I was trained then i realized that and change the way i think
Only to take certain things from my trained mind and dispose the rest in a place where it won't seep into anothers mind
to a corrupt a corrupted mind
Corrupted world, corrupted government, corrupted mind
You're either trained or forced to conformto this world's corrupted ways
We're sinking into a pit whose ending is death
When our time come then we are no longer falling into that pit
Trained or conform?
Either way you still fall under the pressure of society.

Dripping heart

My heart drip blue blood when it hit the ground it turns red due to the oxygen
I don't wanna turn back to the way i used to be
I cling to you like a baby to its mother
My heart drip cuz the blood is overflowing
I don't think i wanna ever let you go
Dripping heart I have
Its not sadness but happiness
That got me smiling till my cheeks hurt
I wanna say alot but its like the words are stuck on the tip of my fingers
Not wanting people to read my words to taste my thoughts
I must leave you with a cliffhanger.....

Untitled ( Words for thought)

Its a mystery to live life like you do
to grip
but still slip
Drop on you face and when you get up you're still not new
With your act
next scene
Could have been
The greatest if you had change the script to make
Your act believable but now its too late
You have fallen in a lake
Leaving the cake
With the smiling faces, Bouncy children
If only you could go back then
You would have been able to make a difference
Scrub then rinse
The words that you swallowed to taste the thought
That you bought
From a fool on the market
While he was laying on the carpet
Though he never flew
You knew he blew
That pipe away to get so high
Only to never get to say goodbye
He went so high he got stuck on a thick cloud
Called his stupidity
He was so bound
By a city
Of Foolishness
He was bless
To never come back to a place where you live but can't call a home