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You're Just Another Waste of Human
Mistreating my minds weakended state
An advantage of the timidness of others
I've drawn the answer from the examples
People simply aren't worth the bother
I do not care about a superior feeling
Or an emotion that shows your feeble mindedness
I just wish you to die
It's that simple, not difficult to guess
To me the world would be better
If you weren't a part of it
You sit here and try and make me feel like nothing
And you succeed, because I'm pathetic
So soon I'd laugh if you were gone
You think I'm kidding when I'm not
You can take your cruelty and shove it
You're the entity to which I've fought
You're just another fucking stupid kid
Who thinks it's all just in good fun
If I had the power and authority
I'd make sure your spree of "fun" was undone
Permanently, you'd be taken to slumber
Blooding cleansing you and your unjustification
I think of you when I see a gun
I thought about you when I consider the state of the nation
Power hungry and war crazed
As if we wanted this battle
It reminds me of your ways
You stupid fucking piece of anti-matter.
See what I mean?
This is powerful and it sets a stage for a scene that is full of potentality, full of life and living and all of its dirty little in between the divivding lines.
Every kid feels like this... yes, even the popular ones!
The trick to life is that those who always seem to be the abusers, suffer with a bit more grace than those of us who feel the need to lament and wriggle. We poets need our angst and life supports our needs. Providing you all of the drama you can find.
We are all basically the same, sharing a condition or two that varies only slightly by social pecking order and class seperation.
It is basically all just a bunch of bullshit. But i think you are different in that you seem intelligent enough to understand things from a more full spectrum understanding.
The drones don't... It acts as a kind of numb, dumb buffer for them to always escape their own condition.
What can I say... Sometimes being smart is a curse!
You are... you'll suffer among them and if you play your cards right... Employ them all someday. If you succumb to their bullshit. They will employ you.
"Hit or be hit! Hammer or nail, choose your fate and live your lot without complaint." The Kybalion
Basically what that means is make your choice what you are going to be in life because you only get two choices... Hammer or nail. Whatever you pick is your choice and the results of either one is up to you. Hit or be hit, You teach people how to treat you. Remember that!
Somewhere along the line, You decided a poet would be a good idea.
the only way to counter that rule of life... Is to detach yourself from all of it and see it all for exactly what it is. Learn from it, when you need to and loiter on the outskirts of what hurts.
Feelings are for idiots. Writing about them however is the reconcilliation. The things that includes you in your own opposition.
"Poets are the trumpets that call us to battle. Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world."
P.B. Shelley.
Good luck to you! And remember, never let them see you sweat!