Trouble

Trouble

A Poem by Chaos Complex
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Just felt like writing.

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His nightmares are reoccurring-

Can't live with his sins.

If only he'd been like those other stronger men.

He's got no hope,

Doesn't even sell the supplied dope-He gets high on what should have been someone else's dose.

F**k consequence.

If he dies, it's whatever.

When the f**k did life get better?Never.

He wishes he could go back to school and be like those f***s that are successful,

But working and listening to a teacher always sounded to stressful.

So instead, he blows smoke and sits around regretful,

Constantly leaving his ashtray full.

His girlfriend is just using him to get some of those drugs,

Cause being intoxicated as f**k is the only way she'd kiss his mug.

He's in the ghetto and he feels he's never getting out-

Sometimes he wishes he could just stop the voices in his head with that gun,

Because they're getting loud.

He knows he'd never do his mama proud-

Matter fact, he was the reason his b***h dad walked out.

F**k it-

He doesn't have time to sit and sulk-

He's gotta make money by the bulk.

Building muscle to be as big as the Hulk on his downtime-

If he ain't snorting up another damn line.

Rarely smiles and always hostile-

That's why he can't keep a job, but he's in denial.

Everyone else is to blame, cause they can't keep up with his mind frame.

They're too stupid to understand cause they're all lames.

Hypocritical mindset.

Is it an inferiority or superiority complex?

Either label, he won't accept.

He'll just blame this on society's hex.

© 2012 Chaos Complex


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Added on March 7, 2012
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Chaos Complex
Chaos Complex

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I like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..

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