Monday, January 30, 2012

Chaos and His Friends

My blood boils at your insecurity-
My mind is blown at your urgency
I laugh at the lack of your sincerity,
But I am confused in your rivalry
I'm out of emotions- you tire me.
I hate the way your mold to society,
You're not your own, you're theirs entirely
You stumble so constantly-
Because you walk so blindingly
Mis-communication , or your just don't want to talk to me?
Spoiled, because you live so possessively.
Controlling, you try to be so collectively.
Chaos- it's your necessity
Ignorant-- at least you've got to be
You're desires are overpowering
You're grip- please un-clench from me
I've got to get out- it's an emergency.

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