Sawing Off the Branch that Holds You

Society might be boss

But we're all its little minions

Do you really think it's you

Who comes up with your opinions?

Photoshop, airbrush it, and crop

Distorting life, we never stop

To think what we are saying

Society is playing

With our minds

And we let it

One day we will regret it

Shattered mirrors, broken lies

Both affecting girls and guys

What a messed up world we live in

And continually indulge in

All that society compels

We installed this way ourselves