I'm sorry if I used lots of songs
[*** *** let me listen to this]
: It's been a while
A ***** is confused,
a ***** is a maintaining sanity
at the verge of insanity
a ***** is dead,
[ I can relate to said *****πππππ]
Melancholia, of a French man in the surrealist era
Giving me the little and big absurdities
πππI'm trying to maintain balance in this existence,
Could it ever get worse?
ππ
[ I have zero accessπ]
[ππhow are you handling that]
[Could it???????????????]
[ I think I'm running mad]π
[ππ]
It the capitalism,
it's the boundaries,
the black tax,
the **** riders
horse **** ******,
phoney *** ******π
Only a free man is a dead man
or a madman
It's the matrix!!
it's the annoying HR,
an overbearing parent,
, everything all over the place
It's the loneliness!! the loneliness!!
of everyone everywhere,
itβs the holding on !!! The holding on!!
π**** let me stop
**** my bad
I hope this makes sense when I'm sober
[ The **** riders for real]
[ These would make amazing song lyricsππ]
[No noππ]
ππ
You
π I've seen time crawl,
walk and run
seasons and weathers
decades in years
years in months
months in weeks
weeks in days
days in nights
nights in days
moons in nights
nights in moons
Buds in Flowers
flowers in Buds
Perks of a Wallflower
wallflowers on pecks
my *****π
[Lyrics]
[But for some reason]
[I Totally get you]
πππ₯ I have to journal this
****πππ
[You must!!]
[ I am going to write this down because youππ]
I will post this on Hello Poetry
I will change promise you
I want to make good for the Good Girls
This poem is from a WhatsApp conversation with a good friend of mine, the words in brackets are responses