Life...
Is A Surrender;
And breathe on the hope for those who do not understand, the existentialism of my mind.
Is Underestimated;
By the entire world. The feeling of potential is present, but still hard to find.
Is Cramped;
By the security of those, in which my time of day should not ever be served.
Is Hollow;
Inside myself, I have never felt like my happiness would ever feel so undeserved.
Has Indecisions;
On the plans of which I should put into action, and the ones that I shouldn't do.
Is Self-Manipulation;
I treat myself unfairly, only to help all the others around me, push on through.
Is Like A Lone Wolf;
My spirit animal. I walk the plains of life by myself, I meet many, but I never take anyone home.
Is Inspired;
By the quality of life that exists. I want to rearrange the world, help society back into tone.
Is Foolish;
Are my thoughts. I can not undo the inevitable. What shall be, will be forever.
Is Ending;
What would I have learned when my time has come? I will know nothing! and I'll be at the end of my tether.
1 Comments:
I like the whole poem but self-manipulation is my fav
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