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Oh my self-loathing is disgustingly indulgent, It destroys my health I wallow with glee for hours in the pits of my own self-hatred Everything I do say and see I use as ammo in an endless war against myself Repulsive, ******** Excentric , erratic Shy, fake, problematic I wish I had a plug hole In the soupy head of mine That I could just pull out And all the darkness would go down the drain and I’d be fine But my fansty world turns on me And casts shadows on others I don’t see them in their true light As my fellow sisters and brothers By day the world grinds in my head An endless mill of screams By night by actions haunt me In rancid vivid dreams This assemblage of stupid attributes that is me Follows this girl around relentlessly Too fixated on yourself, you selfish ***** You hate everyone else and make them a demon or a witch This demon lives inside the gray matter that is your brain It turns any sunny day into melancholic rain I will live alone with no comfort but my own insanity I see those on the streets who do the same and fear that destiny After all, Is madness not a sane response to the collective psychosis that is society?
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:50 AM UTC
A big melting slice of self hate
Oh my self-loathing is disgustingly indulgent, It destroys my health I wallow with glee for hours in the pits of my own self-hatred Everything I do say and see I use as ammo in an endless war against myself Repulsive, ******** Excentric , erratic Shy, fake, problematic I wish I had a plug hole In the soupy head of mine That I could just pull out And all the darkness would go down the drain and I’d be fine But my fansty world turns on me And casts shadows on others I don’t see them in their true light As my fellow sisters and brothers By day the world grinds in my head An endless mill of screams By night by actions haunt me In rancid vivid dreams This assemblage of stupid attributes that is me Follows this girl around relentlessly Too fixated on yourself, you selfish ***** You hate everyone else and make them a demon or a witch This demon lives inside the gray matter that is your brain It turns any sunny day into melancholic rain I will live alone with no comfort but my own insanity I see those on the streets who do the same and fear that destiny After all, Is madness not a sane response to the collective psychosis that is society?
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 3:50 AM UTC
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