Get a job

SiegD

You useless fuck, get a job, whats your problem? 

I’m trying, I think, but I feel out of options

It’s all in your head! Be a man, play your position! 

I sit unmoving, heart valves pounding like pistons

No one respects you, you’re fat and you’re useless! 

I wish I was you, so cunning, so ruthless 

This voice in my head which keeps tearing me down 

I try to stand up but there’s no solid ground

I tumble and twirl, no sense and no meaning 

Just hatred and anger, turned inward, demeaning

  • Author: SiegD (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 12th, 2023 16:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: I am depressed and having panic attacks and wrote some words about it
  • Category: Sad
  • Views: 0
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