Were we meant to suffer?
Everyday,
I'm concerned
about
whether or not
I can buy lunch.
My usual response is,
I should just starve,
I shouldn't be wasting
my money
on food.
I have too many bills to pay.
I feel like I'm grinding my teeth
to the gums.
I feel like stealing money.
I feel like this is not
the way
we were meant
to live.
It seems as if
all of our dreams
revolve around
MONEY.
I wish I no longer had any.
Fuck these dreams.
I wish I was lost
on a deserted island
talking to a narwhal
or just staring into space
for hours on end,
losing myself between the stars.
I wish,
I wish,
I wish
this world
didn't exist.
It one blink,
it was all gone.
Drop the bomb,
suck us into a black hole,
God,
for once in your almighty existence,
help us please.
Answer me!
Make it end. Make it end.
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