wasn’t born to obey. Not to swallow smiling lies, not to clap for tyrants in suits, not to say “thank you” for surveillance wrapped in convenience.

I see it. The games. The false choice. The fear pumped through headlines and dopamine apps. I see how they trade truth for comfort, freedom for filters, soul for clickbait.

They call it normal. But I call it a graveyard made of compliance.

They want me silent. They want me tired. They want me posting selfies while the world burns behind the screen.

But I wasn’t born for this.

I was born to question, to remember, to remind the others who are still pretending they don’t notice.

So here I am. A voice with no logo. A signal in the static. A crack in the mirror they polish every morning.

You don’t have to agree. You don’t have to clap. But if this made your bones ache or your thoughts twitch—

Then maybe you’re not asleep either.

Good.

Let’s stay awake. And let’s make noise that can’t be sold, silenced, or spun into safety.

Not for them.

For us.

What’s with the downvotes?