March 15, everything you think is wrong

Something quite different from me, a poem about mental stability.

It's March fifteenth and everything you think is wrong.
No matter what you say or do,
you need a different song.

From them abroad to everyone who is around,
our people will shout to you
"We'll beat you to the ground"

"No!" You proclaim, "I'm stronger than you are."
They will resist with great might
make sure you are the star.

Regardless of it all, again you fail.
The mind, weak like the body
sad, weak, pathetic, frail.

It's March fifteenth and everything you think is wrong.
No matter what you say or do,
you need a different song.

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