Antisocial

Antisocial

A Poem by Paranoid Android

Emotion
What does such a word constitute?
Feeling
Everything I feel is a lie
Faking
As if I were normal and had a conscience
Hiding
I'm cold and heartless inside
Pretending
As though I can always blend in
Running
These compulsions, they eat me alive
Breathing
I want to stop it
Death
I want to kill everything
Confusion
What is this life I am so eager to take?
Suicide
Only kill those who deserve it
Goodbye
For now, I die.

© 2011 Paranoid Android


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Added on July 3, 2011
Last Updated on July 3, 2011

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Paranoid Android
Paranoid Android

Boise, ID



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