A poem I basically wrote about life, from an apathetic, yet REALISTIC, point of view..
Don’t you wish that life could be just a little more interesting, just a little less dull. People say we have a soul, we have a purpose, we have a mission. But how is this so, if I just keep on wishin’. The days pass by and all I keep wondering is why. These sacks of bones and flesh are ever so pathetic, you all make me sick, this world is dead – forget it. The human race has lost all it’s hope, there’s nothing here, all we do is just cope. Cope with the lies, cope with the daily routine, your already etching your grave stone, your not free. We build and build, and never sit back. What’s the point, why are you doing all that? We only live once, we do not live twice. I don’t care what the bible says, it was made by man, not an invisible voice. Apathy is the name, and it is the worlds new favorite game. We go on and feel nothing, as our skin dries up so does our emotions. Isn’t this funny? I thought we were all filled with compassion. You grow up as a little kid thinking everyone has good in them, then you get older realizing you were force fed lies, the veil was white and pulled over your eyes, now look at the world cry as we all crash and die.
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