A Rebuttal

I was told last night to shed my guise
To open up and show my name
Ignore the coldness of their crimes
And play into their game

But If I were to own my thoughts
My social life would die
Before me others have been caught
Free thought is their great lie

A brigade of tears and charged emotion
Make real the PC fascists
Spring dance was but a small commotion
Our creed will burn to ashes

Am I being too outspoken?
Or should our schools be mangers?
There is a danger in provoking
Those who live in echo chambers

We are young still, not professional
But from you we don't need lectures
It's healthy being skeptical
Of privilege, wealth projected

So keep your victim status, fine
I'll grow out my dreadlocks
Your logic is a silly crime
Your opinions should be mocked