Disillusioned

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  No Houses
The smoke and mirrors fade away and show you what's actually there.

*Reached 100 Reads: 10/14/2016*

Submitted: March 10, 2016

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I fell asleep during class again,

The fuckin cunt just bored me to tears.

When she starts talking I close my fuckin ears,

The walls of the institution drive me insane.

I started to say “fuck it”, and skip class,

Fully aware I might earn the label of a jackass.

But I couldn’t really give a flying fuck anymore,

When I walk out, I don’t even shut the door.

 

I’m confused and I’m fucked up,

I’m nothing, and you can do better.

I got my head twisted up in all the wrong ways,

Disillusioned with this life that I lead.

 

I hate having to wake up for this bullshit

Half the time, I’m like “I just wanna fuckin quit”.

Cause being here doesn’t make me happy anymore,

Though it never really did, it was always too much of a chore.

You think with what’s at stake that I’d care more,

But I don’t give a fuck, I just ignore

All of the shit that people are telling me,

Like shut the fuck up and just leave me be.

 

I’m confused and I’m fucked up,

I’m nothing, and you can do better.

I got my head twisted up in all the wrong ways,

Disillusioned with this life that I lead.

 

It might be time to leave it all behind,

And stop acting like I care if I live or die.

I can’t get any peace of mind,

Stress builds as I tell another lie.

Cause all I am is a lying failure of man,

Who can’t seem to get his life together.

I crack underneath all of this pressure,

There’s no reason to fight, I fucking surrender.

 

Cause I’m disillusioned with this life I lead,

I had no idea shit would turn out like this.

For better or for worse, what happens next will happen,

I’m not even gonna try to stop it now.

My hands aren’t on the steering wheel anymore,

I gave up control to a higher power.

And they’ll either steer me in the right direction,

Or crash me straight into a brick wall.

 

I’m confused and I’m fucked up,

I’m nothing, and you can do better.

I got my head twisted up in all the wrong ways,

Disillusioned with this life that I lead.


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