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Poetry

This is just a poem that I wrote over the break. Let me know what you think of it in the comments! :)

I'm done with human beings,
I'm through with social life,
I'm tired of dealing with people,
It just causes too much strife.

I just want to be left alone.
Is that so much to ask?
People say I'm ridiculous for it,
But they don't know my past.

They don't know the things I've seen,
The things I've heard, the things I've felt.
Tormented by countless people,
I like to be by myself.

I know that you may think it's weird
That I prefer to be alone,
But here's the thing about it, see?
You can't be hurt when on your own.

Now, people call me crazy,
And I really couldn't care less.
I think that it's quite justified,
'Cause humanity is a mess.

If you knew just how screwed up
This generation has become,
I think that you would understand
Why I wouldn't dare succumb

To the idiocy that is mankind
That I've grown so sick of.
Seriously, people! Stop with the hatred!
Show a little love

To your friends, to your enemies.
Let's end this ongoing war
Of words and hatred and unkind deeds!
It makes my heart and brain quite sore!

Do you see why I want to be alone?
It's to avoid the raging war outside.
I've made every effort that I could
To put an end to people's pride.

But so far, it hasn't worked.
I've tried, and tried, and failed.
Which is why I've given up all hope.
Will justice ever prevail?

Apparently not, from the look of things.
I guess that I can't win
The constant battle I'm having with myself.
Now my sanity wears thin.

Well, whatever's left of it.
I'm not sure if you can call me sane.
But if you saw what I've seen,
You'd have problems with your brain!

I suppose that you could call me nuts,
And you're not the one to blame.
Not you specifically in any way.
It's others that should be ashamed!

Those jerks who seem to think
That they're the best thing since Shakespeare.
They strut about with their chins in the air.
I think that it's quite clear

That they need to learn humility.
Their egos are far too high.
Like "The Bird", for example.
He's a pretty trashy guy.

Ah, whatever! Who gives a fig?!
That's besides the matter!
The point is people are a menace,
And society is tattered

Because of the cruelty of human beings,
Of which I have grown quite weary.
I'm so sick of their insensitivity.
It makes my life so dreary!

It's not fair to me,
Nor the people that they're hurting.
I see them all suffering
And I feel myself just yearning

To help them through their hardships.
But here's the thing, I don't know how.
So I hurt and ache and I die inside.
What should I do now?

I refuse to sit here and let them suffer.
I have to do something to help,
Because if they do take their own lives,
I could never forgive myself.

Because I could have done something about it,
But I didn't, and now they're gone.
I just can't live with that kind of guilt...
Not again. Not for long.

That kind of guilt doesn't just disappear.
No, it's sticks, and it stays,
And it stings, and festers,
And never ever goes away.

When the memory of that person
Creeps into your thoughts,
You find out you were wrong
In thinking you forgot

About that one person that you could've helped,
But never really tried
Because you didn't know what what to do,
And now you die inside

From the pain that you are feeling,
Caused by the cruelty of people
And the effect it has on others.
Now you just feel feeble.

Before you know it, you find yourself
Feeling like the people you're trying to save,
And you just feel so down.
Now everything looks grave.

Literally everything seems saturnine,
Your present, future, and past.
You feel like you are drowning.
Who will come to save you at last?