Dude You are sick!
What the hell is wrong with you?
I will Kill you!
Thoughts flowing in and out as,
Crowded halls has noises filtered in,
Some one trying to sing,
Some crap, save the world....
Who knows and cares to.
I am sick and cynical about all things in my life,
Will I be called a loser?
Um, or if I where to remain positive,
Does it make it any better?
What the hell, I am just what I am...
| ap·a·thet·ic - having or showing little or no feeling or emotion.|
I think that there is a lot of emotion and truth for that matter. So many people are trying to appease everyone in this [censored]ed up merry go round we call life, that they never really stop to see they are only feeding the machine more quarters. If anything, this poem is a mirror image of why most real people in life, the ones that are worn down to pure cynicism due to too many monkeys throwing [censored] into their cheerios, are eventually going to be the ones standing in the back saying I told you so. Good poem, not that I care.
|| Posted on 2008-04-29 00:00:00 | by Nicholas Lala | [ Reply to This ] || one word: apathetic. |
and not just this peice but many of yours. but at least you don't deny it.
|| Posted on 2007-06-16 00:00:00 | by Jessica Lynn | [ Reply to This ] || This poem reminds me of a high school situations with lots of people, doing their own [censored], and trying not to give into the peer pressure... Overall I like it alot, has a very angry touch to it and subsides towards the end. Keep up the great writting.|
|| Posted on 2007-05-04 00:00:00 | by remedy bayden | [ Reply to This ] |