People play games,
Always hiding their feelings,
Exaggerating truths
As they lose all hope and meaning.
People like to be mean and rude.
People like to backstab.
People like to blame others for
their faults and like to try to grab
Fame and fortune away from others
To make themselves look better.
Evil runs in continuous circles
And always sticks together.
Humans are not to be trusted
farther than they can be thrown,
like a bone to a dog,
That just won't leave me alone.
People are all such liars.
Writing new histories for themselves,
To make them look cool to others.
I don't fall for that myself.
People make me so insane
with their ever puzzling games.
It seems the whole world's riding on
This crazy train for fame.
I sincerely, honest-to-god can't wait
Until the day the train fall off its tracks
And everyone loses their minds to the horrors
of being forced to bring normalcy back.
A/n: Here's to my broken faith in humanity. Cheers.
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PoetryMy thoughts in poems. I'm not suicidal or even truly unhappy. I'm just confused and lost and I hope someone out there understands. These are the everyday thoughts I have that float around in my mind. This is my life, in poems. I like my poems and I...
