The Mold

by: David Nuss

Think you're worthless? Well, you are;
How could you be bold?!
Listen here! You're really fine;
Come on and fit the Mold.

By yourself, you're nothing; face it-
The world's a sickly place.
But if you'll only follow us,
Cool will be your face.

To be a part; to laugh and play,
To move ‘long with the herd-
Because alone, you're outcast, friend.
You're not to say a word.

Different? Never!
Hate the word! — It's vapid, dumb and old!
Break yourself!, your flesh, your soul-
You've got to fit the Mold.