I may be some sort of elegant genius,
And I may write wonderful poetry;
I may be a generous giver,
And I may enjoy the thrills of reading;
I may be shy and distanced,
And I may be fighting demons
But that don't mean sh!t. That means nothing.
Where do I take the tears that no one is willing
To wipe away? I cannot wipe them by myself,
They flood the room fast. They flood everything,
And down the drain they soon flow.
I cannot spend the rest of my life
Having people tell me that I am extremely smart
And lovingly generous
To have my family explain to me that I am opposite that;
To tell me that none of that ever mattered.
Well, where the f**k do I go from here?
Where am I supposed to go from here, now that
I want nothing out of life anyway?
They all come to me,
Once for help, twice for wealth,
I cannot give them what they desire,
And if I could, I doubt I would really want to.
I am not fit for them to mold me into what they want,
I am only trying to mold myself into something,
Anything that is the opposite of how everyone has become.
All I know, all I ever knew was that one person was on my side
And it turns out that the cards
Have come up all different suits, so
No one was ever really there for me anyway.
Where can I possibly go if
My place always felt like it was underneath a lonely bridge?
Living or dying are clumped into one big reality
And it makes no sense.
So walk up to my door mat
And become a large part of this
Enormous confusion.
In all seriousness,
Death is only a bottle of pills away,
If I were to choose that dangerous path;
If I were to choose the enlightened path,
Maybe sh!t wouldn't have fallen upon my head,
Like they always have to do.
It's custom, tradition, habit, pattern, a blueprint.
Besides,
They will only notice me for when they need something important done.
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