Mentally deceased
I wish to be reborn
I try to live life
But my mind feels to mourn
And I don't even know what for
Young as eighteen
But opportunities seem long gone
An electron is positive compared to me
But you wouldn't guess that if you were to see me
I guess I'm an actor who can never be free
From playing the role that he was supposed to be
I guess I'll make it out someday
Or perhaps I won't
Poisoned myself looking both ways
Can't believe anything, neither do nor don't
I guess I want to write this better too
But then I should have wore that sweater too
In winter
And should have kept an eye on somewhere
Other than the weather
Oh Lady Luck, if only I could get you to
Give me infinite good luck
But still I won't be able to make anything work
Had 2 aces, but still went muck
Poems are fun, but still, life sucks.
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Eternal Poetry (Rap)
PoetryA raw, unapologetic poetry collection about my thoughts and ideas of the world and myself. I hope you enjoy it!