Worldliness

It all seems so worthless at times

The fake thing we call life

Is it real or an illusion?

Is it what we want it to be?

Falling victim

Allowing ourselves to become what it wills

Manipulation of the masses

Becoming what they want

We are instilled with what they want

Let them die

Let them rot in their own wastes

Let them know that I am here

I am different

I am here to challenge

To speak ill

To speak well

To speak of nonsense

Of love

Out of turn

To hell with all of them

I’m right because I say so

And my brother, you are right because you say so

There is a God to guide and love, but where is he?

We are all born with an innate sense of what is good

What is right

What is true

Live through this and you will know

Live through this and never fell ashamed

Live through this till death

Upon death you will find freedom

A new life

Exuberance

Surely if this is true, we only live to die, don’t we?

What are you waiting for?

Go

Let me be

Let me wallow

Let me be scorned

Let me die

It must be that I long for a tragedy

Do I really want people to pity me?

Or is it that I want their attention

A cry for help in my lonely world