[ my mind... ]-[ poem ]
Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 9:51 pm
Confused and hurt
I'm angry at the world
Lonely and isolated from everyone
Where do I belong?
Is there really a place for me here?
I wander about, searching for answers
To endless questions.
Running off trying to find the answer
And at the same time,
Knowing there is nothing.
The rules restict me from being my real self
They bind me, and force the smile on my face
But isn't that my weakness?
I'm thrown about by meaningless words
Those empty "humans" filled with venom
What is this ugly world turning into?
What value is my life to it anymore?
They can laugh at me, all they want
I can ignore you, but I'll be hurt inside
Life is like a play, and I'm an amazing actress.
None of you are friends anymore, all of you are worthless
Are any of you really trustworthy?
You're all just sticking price tags on me,
Selling off a "friend" to someone else to use.
I've been involved with many of these yardsales,
And the number is decreasing little by little.
A balancing scale, a fire on both ends
Yet one is heavier than the other.
I bet we're the heavier side, but is my choice wrong?
Why not let the other "people" decide?
And so here is my life
A lonely and dark world
Nothing is of importance of here anymore.
My smile isn't real, it's almost scary
A laugh is made of plastic.
And so you are welcome.
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So many metaphors in this......
Don't ask me about the last line. I don't know how that came up.
Please rate the poem in the poll. You don't have to, though.
I'm angry at the world
Lonely and isolated from everyone
Where do I belong?
Is there really a place for me here?
I wander about, searching for answers
To endless questions.
Running off trying to find the answer
And at the same time,
Knowing there is nothing.
The rules restict me from being my real self
They bind me, and force the smile on my face
But isn't that my weakness?
I'm thrown about by meaningless words
Those empty "humans" filled with venom
What is this ugly world turning into?
What value is my life to it anymore?
They can laugh at me, all they want
I can ignore you, but I'll be hurt inside
Life is like a play, and I'm an amazing actress.
None of you are friends anymore, all of you are worthless
Are any of you really trustworthy?
You're all just sticking price tags on me,
Selling off a "friend" to someone else to use.
I've been involved with many of these yardsales,
And the number is decreasing little by little.
A balancing scale, a fire on both ends
Yet one is heavier than the other.
I bet we're the heavier side, but is my choice wrong?
Why not let the other "people" decide?
And so here is my life
A lonely and dark world
Nothing is of importance of here anymore.
My smile isn't real, it's almost scary
A laugh is made of plastic.
And so you are welcome.
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So many metaphors in this......
Don't ask me about the last line. I don't know how that came up.
Please rate the poem in the poll. You don't have to, though.