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You're a great big nothing, merely trapped between four off-white colored walls Surrounded by people apparently trying to find a balance, the walls tell it all Tell me the stories, let me hear it now, tell me about the times we've felt so small They've got a grasp on us, controlling us with their weekly schedules, they stand proud and tall The multi-colored carpets soak up the grotesque unidentified stains Soaks up the light, brings out the darkness, takes up the energy, soaks up the pain Don't wanna be here, can't stand this fuckin' place, don't tell me I've only got myself to blame When I'm to stare out the window yearning to be outside so I can stand out in the rain If there's truely a God, I'll never understand why he brought this upon me and not the others Was it really necessary to take away my everything and force me to recover Was there even anything to overcome, as I slowly lose myself, I begin to wonder It's not like I'm here to save anyone, I'm no angel undercover Why try to fix someone who doesn't want help, who refuses to be fixed? I'm just another broken record to you, just another **** up in the mix They're breaking me down, they've broke me, I'm a malfunciton, I'm on the ritz One with the weather, resembling a tornado, my life's one twist after twist I've got to admit, you've thrown a fast one at me world The fast ***** the curve ***** fuckin' a, they're all gettin' real absurd **HOW CAN I BE SCREAMING AT THEM FOR FIFTY-FIVE ******* DAYS AND STILL NOT BE HEARD** I don't even know what to do anymore, I can't even think, I'm at a loss for words And I'm nothing more than a client
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Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 6:49 PM UTC
C.A.R.E - Constantly Asking to Return to Earth
You're a great big nothing, merely trapped between four off-white colored walls Surrounded by people apparently trying to find a balance, the walls tell it all Tell me the stories, let me hear it now, tell me about the times we've felt so small They've got a grasp on us, controlling us with their weekly schedules, they stand proud and tall The multi-colored carpets soak up the grotesque unidentified stains Soaks up the light, brings out the darkness, takes up the energy, soaks up the pain Don't wanna be here, can't stand this fuckin' place, don't tell me I've only got myself to blame When I'm to stare out the window yearning to be outside so I can stand out in the rain If there's truely a God, I'll never understand why he brought this upon me and not the others Was it really necessary to take away my everything and force me to recover Was there even anything to overcome, as I slowly lose myself, I begin to wonder It's not like I'm here to save anyone, I'm no angel undercover Why try to fix someone who doesn't want help, who refuses to be fixed? I'm just another broken record to you, just another **** up in the mix They're breaking me down, they've broke me, I'm a malfunciton, I'm on the ritz One with the weather, resembling a tornado, my life's one twist after twist I've got to admit, you've thrown a fast one at me world The fast ***** the curve ***** fuckin' a, they're all gettin' real absurd **HOW CAN I BE SCREAMING AT THEM FOR FIFTY-FIVE ******* DAYS AND STILL NOT BE HEARD** I don't even know what to do anymore, I can't even think, I'm at a loss for words And I'm nothing more than a client
hannah-eich
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Mar 5, 2012
Mar 5, 2012 at 6:49 PM UTC
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