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Jaded

I know you been trippin

isolation got you paranoid

altering your vision

got you p!ssed and

now you're blind to joy

hurt led to you sippin

on the liquor

tryna fill the void

but didn't

when you listen

silence makes a noise

audible breath

I can't help but be annoyed

the reason you can't see the point

is due to lack of confidence

all taken by your inner voice

internal sound you can't avoid

convincing you your only choice

is talking 💩 to mirrors

untill loathing for yourself deploys

and any poise

you built through the years is gone

introducing clouds of doubt

at will till all your fears are strong

and escalate in magnitude

which makes more hateful attitude

missed connections leaving you

confused and if the truth alludes

blanks and unknown answers

tend to get filled in with biased views

messing up your mood

with perception askew

and you dont even have a clue

what really is

lost grip on reality

your teeth grit

and stressin

starts to become a formality

you start to forget

about how it grows very rapidly

weight increases

and it almost feels as if the gravity

just increased nearly ten fold

seems you got your zen stole

consumed by a black hole

forming in your lost soul

burning like some hot coal

jolting like a pothole

makes it tough to not go

a little bit crazy

can't give up I fought those

demons thought I got close

but it seems that shots dont

hit with vision hazy

but a shot in the dark

can still create a spark

for a moment which opens

glimpses of where to start

searching for your mark

you gotta stay sharp

like teeth of a shark

so it's a walk in the park

the journey is a part

of this life you must love

destination counts but the amount is not above

lovin how you get there

how you've grown and woven

until threadbare

sometimes it wont seem fair

but when the good's deemed rare

its held in higher standard

than if everything pandered

to every desire

and if nothing

was ever tampered

with

unless you've felt like 💩

you might not appreciate

the way happiness hits

unless you've truly felt

at some point overwhelmed

by the

cards you been dealt

prolly couldn't even tell

how special it is

when everything is goin well

don't let greed ****** you

and trap you under its spell

detatch from expectations

for less disappointment

widen your horizon of appreciation

and join them when

things go right

for others not just you

don't compete or start pickin fights

just simply go and do

whatever makes you happy

what truly makes you happy?

you should do that

that's nothing but facts

just smile give em that

and love where you are at

life f**ks us all

I've been taught though as well

it's still possible to unfuck yourself

it just takes time, patience,

and sometimes help

dont have to go through it all by yourself....

But I'm still all by myself

Oh well...

yeah yeah

Oh well...

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Written by
TheStoopPoet
32 / M / United States
Published
Oct 21, 2025
Lines·Words
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Tags
#jaded#whirlwind#reflections#bias#patterns
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