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Just wanted to write and vent... I feel like I'm losing my touch with poetry and reality.

It's like crashing. Losing satisfaction-
Doing what you have a passion for,
But barely feeling a fraction.
I'm maskin'-
All the pain that builds inside,
Thoughts that leave me paralyzed,
Destructive images in my mind.
And I'm begging-
But it don't help when I pray,
No one's hearing what I say,
It's no different the next day.
And I'm not okay...
But who will realize?
Cause they just see the smile,
But no one ever reads the eyes!

I'm getting sick...
Of waiting for an answer-
This society is feeding me more cancer.
Like a topless dancer,
Giving the illusion of love,
Saying: "We're all lonely here,
So go on and join the CLUB."
Drink your pain away!
Smoke to calm your brain!
And in the end,
You're still a wreck!
But no one gives a f**k,
There's no time to be depressed!

"GET MONEY, MONEY, MONEY!"
They scream it on the radio.
We obey and our lust just grows.
And I don't think that anyone knows,
Why they want to live like the dumb broads from the reality shows!
Hypnotic suggestion,
Group think... is still a growing infection!
I just can't agree.
But then again,
I can't just be me.
Who knows where the drama ends,
All I know is that paranoia has me boxed in.
And I've never liked squares.
Could never be a square.
I don't like four sealed corners,
I'd rather get some air!
So, before I suffocate,
Remind me that we can escape!
Cause I'm feeling like a lost child
In this strange place...