Agent of Chaos


I'm changing in so many ways I never thought that I would.

And the only things about me that aren't changing, are the things I hate.

Don't get me wrong, a lot of these changes could eventually make me great.

But this stage of metamorphosis is the most confusing I've endured

"There's no purpose to life" that's what Ive heard.

And everyday that reality grows more apparent

It used to freak me out but now it's more comforting than my own two parents.

Sometimes I'm in a state of endorphin overflow

But there's always a cloud above me, because I know...


  • Author: Clown (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 25th, 2017 23:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: I guess I'm just changing a lot as a person and my outlook on life has changed drastically in the last 3 months and these are the circumstances that led to my first poem here. Enjoy, or don't. What the fuck ever.
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