35 years of figuring it all out
Trying to find my way
Listening to what others say
It's just not in me
To be content
Or believe the things you teach
The Garbage you preach
All the resentment
Is coming out of me
All your beliefs are out of reach
I'm sorry for your disbelief
But conforming to society
Just has no variety
Look down on me
Because I won't be
That thing your expecting of me
Sorry to all
It's just not getting through
Sorry to all
But I'm through....
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Author:
AchillesMaximus (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 15th, 2017 23:12
- Comment from author about the poem: This is kind of how I feel about the relationships, or lack there of that I have. Also, how we are taught, and kind of raised to do certain things, or live a certain way (society)
- Category: Sad
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