We're all hanging on this thread
This string, if you will
And when you breathe
The string reacts
It reacts to everything
Just as everything is dependent upon everything else
You are no one
And I am not someone
So where does that leave us?
Well, that leaves us on the string
And truth be told we never truly leave this string
It's not invisible
So don't pretend like you can't see it
It's there everyday
Always has been
If you don't believe me
Look at society:
We go to school
Depending on your grades in said school
You may get the chance to attend more vigorous school
And if you can handle that
Then you can handle life
But what happens if you fail the first part?
If you fail school
You don't get the chance to learn about what it is that makes you tick
You practically get screwed over for the rest
And then what will you do?
This string decides for you
And when someone who's not anyone sees this string
They begin to realize just how worthless this really is
Others don't think so
They'd rather live in ignorance
Ignore me as if I'm insane
And to get the chance to prove them wrong
Well that would be a miracle
And at this point this string is all I have
This string is the only reason I'm sticking around
Because my cause
Is your effect
And those effects are less than fine
They're a spinoff of mine
Oh and don't think that you can live the life you want to lead
I'll stop you right there to spare you your feelings
Everything is chosen for you
You have no control
That's what the string is for
And believe me
This string likes to be pulled
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Mine
PoetryThis is a series of original poems that I wrote so that I could clear my head a bit.
