"fufil" poems
the same blue chairs
the same smudged whiteboards
the same ****** teachers
for 13 years
its not preparation for life
its torture
pure torture
your brain in molded
to think the way society wants you to think
the lack of freedom to think in this world
is what holds us back the most
we must be normal
well what if i dont want to be normal
theres more to life than a nine to five
a wife and two kids
a church wedding and a mortgage
live with no regrets
fufil your every want and need
live to experience
and die with content
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
I bled through self allowance
just to fufil the love
I once thought was amazing
The thing is,
2 years down the road
I still will do it
all over again.
Jun 5, 2012
Jun 5, 2012 at 12:54 AM UTC