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Jan 2015
My oh my

This rock ball
Keeps spinning around the sun

Remember
Ultimately I don't think the therapists care
At all about me

They just want my money
That goes into their account

The world
Is a terrible place

More questions
More pain

More emptiness
More loneliness

Rely on yourself
Believe in yourself

The world is a terrible place

The value of the dollar descends
Not a good time
To be having kids
Not a good time at all

But people keep having them
Just think of their kids future
As a debt slave

We are tired
I am tired
Of this life
That brings such pain

And where am I going now
To the gym again
Soon
I won't even be able to afford belonging there

There are no jobs in California you know
Even for people with an education like me

All I know is that I'm strong
A hundred years alone
I'm strong

I don't need your love
Your sympathy or concern

People that are always smiling
******* annoy me
Well I'm glad you are so ******* happy

Are you putting on a show?
You think you are better than me
Because you have more money
And that fake smile on your face

I have a heart full of emptiness
A heart beating strong

And when things go wrong
Go terribly wrong
I won't cry and scream
And panic like all these stupid *****

Rely on myself
Believe in myself
The end of the Age

Nobody Cares
So stop crying
I guess I'll ask Jesus to help
He's quite some guy
He knows what a **** hole this place is

The end of America
The end of our nation
It's happening

It's coming
Get ready
Get ready for hard times
For mean times

Battlefield earth
Motherf**!
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
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