I’m tired of writing negatives
Tired of wanting depression medicine
someone show me the light like Edision
but don’t con me
I feel a lack of oxygen
thanks to the world toxins
fear, fear, and more fear
getting shoved down my throat
I feel my happiness, diminishing
I’m stiff like a manikin
I want to walk the skies like Anakin
but damn it, I’m trapped
again
due to another set of unfortunate events
that fortunately has had me stressed
forcing me to vent
and try and make sense,
cents
of my surroundings
the polluted air has me drowning
gasp
Dumbing It Down
Do, You, Understand?
People will die.
They will never come back.
We can do nothing.
Just feel alone.
They want us dumb.
Stupid. Silly.
No school.
Just working.
You, Will, Understand…
When you grow up.
Life is a very, very sad place.
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