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Cardona
Cardona
Truth be told, there is nothing special about me. The only thing that I'm really good at is academics. I do compete in wrestling and tennis, but I'm average in those sports. I'm surprisingly simple, contradictory to the fact that I think a lot more than anyone should. Anyways, I'm a senior in high school. Planning on attending Georgia Tech for mechanical and computer engineering. I don't have much to complain about, yet I always feel like crap, never knowing why. Hopefully I figure that out soon. Wish me luck on my sure-to-be-rocky journey through life.
What gives you this divine right over all the others? Who the **** do you think you are? Are you stupid, cocky, or both? Just because you have nice shoes, nice clothes, and a nice car? Please explain this mystery to me. Because from what I see, you're the same as me. You are not worth more than I am, And you are not worth less than I am. You are another human being. That's it. There is and there isn't anything special about you, so **** you. Your talents and your lack of talents don't define your worth. They only describe what you were capable of doing. So if you have all the talent in the world, be humble. And if you have no talent at all, be proud. And **** the people who won't and can't explain their false sense of superiority.
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 8:41 PM UTC
Please explain
What is misery? Why it is the darkest pit of our hearts and souls. We are dragged towards it, Grasping hopelessly at something to hold. Almost as if Achlys herself is lurking about Pulling us further, never intending to let us out. No, rather, we are pushed towards it Forced to accept this fate by the rest of them It’s ironic, in a world where we are told to be free We are still forced into a fatalistic indoctrination Believing all the while, that we are going to be fine When in fact, we are going to be escorted to self-damnation With a spear in our back and a smile on our face It’s sickening, isn't it? This twisted image of the human race. We lie and steal and cheat and **** each other, But for what? What is the purpose of this self-destructive behavior? It is the false salvation of our misery, Our false belief that the misery of others is Evidence of our superiority, Providing an escape from our own melancholy
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
Misery