Friday, August 13, 2010

Suffocation at its FINEST


Alone with the weight of a million people pushing down on you
Suffocation at its finest
Smothering you just enough that it is painful
Yet not enough to take your life

Forced to do everything everyone else thinks you need to do
Why do we as humans feel the need to give unwanted advice
Like we could live someone else's life better, so we tell our opinion
Yet no one that I know can seem to get their own fucking life straight

Alone would be nice
Not necessarily alone by means of people but by means of politics
A nice quaint, yet large roomy cabin in the wilderness
A farm and garden, away from the politics and drama of life

Sounds Cliché, but money is the root of all that is evil
Without money where would you be, under the bridge starving, cold and alone
Just like that bum that you told to fuck off the other day because he looked at you
With shame in his eyes, and asked for a dollar to get a sandwich

Why is it not Ok to want to be me
Why does everyone , every single person that I know or have known
Tell me that I am weird, and strange, they look at me like I am on Crack
In reality, I am just not afraid to be myself, to please myself

Who cares what other people think of you
When they have judged, and stereotyped you within the first 2 seconds of seeing you
What ever happened to, it is what's on the inside that counts
I think it was all a big fat lie. I don't think it has ever been that way for 90% of our population.

I remember my first grade teacher said those words
I took those words to heart, and have abided by them since that day
And since that day, I guess I have tested if others abide by it
By coloring my hair. By wearing things that I want because I enjoy it

Not because I think some schmo will think its hot or cute are rad
But purely because it gives me pleasure,
And this also give me an opportunity to weed out the fake judgmental people
Does that comment make me judgmental? I think that it almost does

I hate that certain people think that they can have control of your life
And in a way they can, only because you either don't have the resources to rebut
Or you are just a bitch for telling them to fuck off and mind their own businessIf I wanted your god dam opinion or advice, I would ask for it!

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