Trust

 smile for the camera

even though you don't feel it inside

even when its nearly done

clawing its way out

lose your mind in intervals

and if you're lucky

they will glamorize your decay

and make you the new anti-hero

everyone loves a good car crash

everything you love and hold precious

will be homogenized

all the purities rung out

and you are left with a husk

like a taxidermied body

with all the bones removed

this is what the world has in store

for the children you want

your house, car and family

will be dangled in front of your eyes

while they take turns

fucking you from behind

i am tired of not being allowed

my own small place in this world

only where they delegate and approve of

thats where i belong

my anger and contempt is not a mood

its a symptom

a bi-product of being born

in a house on fire

now, even the few things that i had

to keep me grounded

are losing their content

i am becoming untethered from the world

the only logical next step

is death

intelligence will amount to alienation

to loneliness

you see through the drapes

that they hang on the dirt

you can only cover the dirt so much

its still dirt

I'm losing a war

that i never wanted to fight

i only realized i was fighting

when it was too late to quit