Oh how easily these materialists, advertisers rule our minds,
Oh how this greed and just awake with the blink of an eye,
The lesser the age, the limited the rage,
The adolescence full of sense,
The youth full of foul infatuation,
Chasing money, fame, lust, and all that one could afford,
What would sense the one would make?
When mad people's dorm is the only place,
It is the only door that would let us in,
Oh the cycle of miserability,
Where everyone wants to prove their legacy!
Living in the false delusion of life,
Forgetting to embrace the reality of life,
What would they expect more than fitting into this dorm?
They'd laughter at its name,
When it says mad people's dorm,
But these modern pieces of sanity,
Are created by insecurities.
Where'd you end after taking the round of earth?
At the end, it's the place where you began to take travel of earth?
Just like this dorm,
Resting on this life's herth.
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The Mad People's Dorm
Poetry"Mad People's Dorm" is a heartfelt collection of poetry that takes you deep into the emotions and thoughts of someone battling anxiety, betrayal, and inner turmoil. Each poem is a window into a mind that has faced darkness and is striving to find li...
