Poetry..its short- I used to think that i was a wannabe goth…i used to think that my life wasnt so fucking bad. i never talked about my life because i didnt think it was that big of a deal…that everyone has worse lives than me so stop complaining.
talking to people who i thought their life was worse than mine…i realize that my life is pretty bad. but i dont care anymore.
when i looked outside on a bright, sunny day…i used to feel so good…i used to feel my spirit rise.
but now when i look outisde on a bright sunny day i couldnt care less. yeah its a pretty sight but i dont care…and i do admire it…but i really couldnt care less anymore. this life is meaningless…who bothers with school cuz we’re all gonna die anyway…whether we know all this shit or not…its not gonna save us from dying.
so life is sacred? i do enjoy is sometimes…but i still couldnt care less about that bright sunny day outside.