Welcome to Odyssey of the Mindfuck

Women and children first. You, sir, are both
I envision a war about to explode
Feel free to be unlike yourself
Silence is the only way for us to get along
On the other hand, it is your job to screw me over
It’s a new year
Tensions will run only silently
What’s your problem?
If you have a problem, feel free to lie about it
This is, after all, Odyssey of the Mindfuck

That is one teddy bear that doesn’t deserve to be hugged
It’s missing an eye, so it only sees what it wants to see
Stuffing is missing to make room for more hot air
Its fur has gone coarse but still thinks it’s soft
The teddy bear is in control of Odyssey of the Mindfuck

We can stare at each other for hours and come to no conclusion
I have no pride, but I don’t know how to say it
I am terrified of letting harsh feelings out
You don’t know half of what I am hiding
If you did, you would panic
Definitely say it’s my fault
Everything that is too horrible for polite society to see
We are polite society, aren’t we?
I’ll accuse you of fucking up the lives of children and that you don’t care and you’ll say that I am and everyone else is lazy, insolent, and cowardly
I see no way to argue
I was looking forward to never seeing you again
Then you came back to haunt me
The ghost of personal responsibility is here to haunt me
Every reason to respect authority is dead
Yet I press on
You have no power over me
We will battle and I shall come away unscathed
I shall be untouched
You are not going to control me in your Odyssey of the Mindfuck

No matter how much you hate me
No matter how much your family hates me
No matter how much your friends hate me
Nothing is out of bounds
All underhanded asshole schemes are fair
As long as you get your satisfaction over the one that got away
Come get me
I invite you to join the Odyssey of the Mindfuck

Puppeteer versus puppet
You dropped the strings at a fatal moment
You let me become something of my own
The things I do I choose to do
Every move is a calculated move
At least I have self-control
I hear you blurt words you aren’t allowed to say anymore
You’re losing your own game of tongue-taming
Do you see me putting quarters in the jar?
Nope. It’s all you, big guy
But you have your self-importance to keep you comfy
I could never imagine you without your self-importance
Me? No, I know I’m shit and I run with it
I just get a little annoyed when I do not see the courtesies I allow to others to float from person to person
The most encouraging words I’ll give are that if you need to judge me, be me first
At least I’ll allow you the luxury of suffocating in your own Odyssey of the Mindfuck

It’s a new year