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Dust Apr 2014
I sit and I lay in my cage. I can see that many of us are apes that have been trained. But I know underneath we humans truly don't act this why.  Meanly because this system is driving us insane. Fighting and *** are so repressed but they feel so good so we come back to them any way. Then we are punished and put back in owner place, regardless of your *** or race. But I will not deny that rush of life when someone clocks me in the face. What I am saying is we are still apes still animals still human. Hour ideas twisted and values out of place.
Dust Apr 2014
Why am I hear?
Stuck in a concrete cage.
I fear that Il will never leave.
Stuck in a loop.
Ground by the chains of my over seers.
Stuck to fend for myself in an arena of savages.
Lost in my own ego.
Stuck .... Just ..... Feel.... Stuck


As if day in and day out my life has been plaid from the beginning, and I'm just a tiny part in this master machine we call civilization.
Dust Apr 2014
For the minority of my life thought I was insane. Always wondering who was to blame. Always feeling left out. Questioning what it was about. But one day that feeling would change. I now know I'm sane but still very unique. This was an empathic awaking but it was still quite bleak.

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