iwanto SCREEEAAAAAM athetopofmylungs
but I know that God doesn't want to hear that...
What a joke. (please don't smite me)
I mean, aren't contradictions the basis of our lives? We... we speak about peace, yet we try to achieve it through forceful means. We speak about saving the environment and all that shit when in reality our very existence is denting the cause. The fact of the matter is we shouldn't exist; we have overstayed our welcome OVERSTAYED OUR WELCOME and have somehow found a way to destroy everything in our paths while having the AUDACITY the pure audacity, the balls, to deny any wrongdoing. WHAT?!
How can we wake up every morning
I'll tell you how
too scared to die.
Look I'm not going to stand on this soapbox and preach to you forever because frankly I KNOW YOU AREN'T LISTENING *chuckle anyways IS ANYBODY FUCKING LISTENING TO ME (sorry God). Look at you walking by me like I'm some crazy man. Like you've never ever before in your life thought of the things I say; the only difference between you and me is that when you wake up from a miserable nights sleep, groggy and disoriented, you put on your suit and walk out the door ready to pull down your pants and bend over for society. Me? I wake up, grab myself a milk carton, find the most crowded street in the city, and I SPEAK MY WORD. I try to DENT the frame that this world has built around your mind because I AM WITH YOU. I feel the pain you try and hide, I suffer for every day that passes in which you continue to choose conformity over freedom.
and yet... you still walk by.
And I'm still crazy.
The only solace I get is that when a gun yes a gun is pointed to my head I can smile and say I deserve to die because I have thought my life and your life and our lives through a hundred times over and I have realized that there is nothing I can do to save them from all that surrounds us. But if I were to take that gun yes the gun and point it at your face HOW MANY TEARS WOULD YOU SHED?!?! why aren't you ready to die? because of the estimate you need to get in to the client the next day? because of the cheating wife you aren't done loving or the spoiled children you aren't done protecting? because of the life you aren't done living? well answer me this: WHEN WILL YOU START LIVING IT?!
You make me sick.
Created: Jul 11, 2010Document Media