The Sad Truth
The children are held too long as to not get hurt
So that every generation is more protected and sheltered than the last
The ones that slip by and awaken from mind control
Break free to rethink the limits of mankind, free from the ignorance of their peers
The ones afraid to go too far, afraid to be great
Live forever in animalistic darkness, procreating with a fierce vengeance
To get back at those they shun and try to forget