On my own in this life

Just passing time before I die
might as well make it rhyme

I’ve got some things to learn
I’ve got some pride to burn
I feel it in my tummy- makes a churn
I want to go far want it to be my turn

why won’t life just get it a rest?
I’ve got some peace just give it a chance

I’m trying to get better but what is that even?
normal or not still don’t fit in

I just do my thing too bad that’s so depressing
I wish I could be all brand new
like a shiny new toy that’s just for you
keep you interested
like babe, I’m just the best shit

but soon you’ll see right through
I’ll just have to be my own crew

About mindofthemasses

S.G. is a creative scientist that often ponders the state of the world in sad confusion. Befuddled by how far from harmony the human race has come, she tries to make sense of it all with intuition, reason, and above all else an open mind.
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