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Jan 2016
The only thing I know
Is that I don't know

The individual
Exists as part of
An organic system

Some people want
To be strong
Others smart

I don't know
What I want

Almost 31 years
I expect some big
Catastrophe to come

Hopefully I will
Have enough money
To buy another pair
Of glasses by then

I really don't know
What to do with myself
Or what to think
Of human existence

There is always more
Of this place
Whatever it is

Always more
Of this life experience

*** bores me
Some good feeling
I guess
Then it ends

Well, I've never
Had *** actually

Eat, sleep
Then eat again

Really kind of a lame planet
Sure, there are beautiful things
I don't know

I guess having a female friend
Would make life enjoyable

But I suppose
I'll never get one of those

It's 6 am, It's 6 pm
Both the same
The day
As same as the night

Nothing ever
Happens here
And I find it

Quite idiotic
And quite queer

I was am just a brain
Floating in space
I ate some humus
Would you like a taste?
Matt
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Matt  34/M/Los Angeles
(34/M/Los Angeles)   
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