It’s my birthday
There’s really nothing to celebrate
I could say I got this far, but the world is in shambles
I am not discounting that I got this far
But the world being in shambles kind of overweighs that
35
Heh
And here I was not planning to make it to 18
Now I’m determined to squeeze every second of life I get out of this world
I don’t know what comes after but I’ll miss the Sun
The Moon, the Earth
I hate mysteries
Yeah I’m alive
But I want this world to live on for generations after me
And nothing seems to stop the machine just destroying her
I don’t want to have a good life that spites the children
I have to ask, why people just suffer
It broke me to suffer
I wish people would be less hateful
Just in general, but also myself
I need to try harder not to hate humanity and instead hate what humanity does
Though I can’t think away the fault of every person who just sits in place
But of course they have guns
It would all crumble in a few days if we all refused to give our souls to this society anymore
Who was it?
Marie Kondo
Tell me, does society spark joy with you?
Because it doesn’t with me
If it doesn’t serve you anymore
Let it go
Not talking about life, of course
Life is the most precious thing you have
And they’ve been taking them from us
That is the worst thing they could possibly do
They’ve been working us until raw and broken
Then they hang you out to dry
35 and every year shit gets worse
But I’m holding on anyways
Mother fuckers
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