Imposed rules

I find it funny when I enter rooms,

Labelled Existentialism, Nihilism or Anarchisism for you

That they have, it seems an abundance of rules,

Which is I would have thought fly in the face of the truth

That none of these ideologies are supposed to dictate to you,

Or tell you what you are supposed to do

Because they just end up being no different in truth,

Than any other faction, that wants control over me and you

So I have nothing to do with these people who are being fooled,

Who are dependant on living within a set of strict limiting rules,

And if you don’t agree with how they think and what they say

They expell you and cast you away,

This really goes against the grain of living in a free and unchained way.