History is so full of people claiming they were defending themselves against people they were invading
I’d start with Rome, but it’s just there
All throughout history, humans insisting themselves upon others
Of course this insistence was upon the land and the creatures there too
And whenever I wonder what humans have truly created in this world I think music
The only form of humanity that doesn’t take from someone else to enrich itself
But music has become propaganda
So everything eventually spoils
I wish humanity was more beautiful than this
I wish I lived in a place that didn’t poison me
I’m a perfectly decent person until you cross me and then I could say literally anything
Apparently it being okay for my brother to tell me to kill myself opened something dark in me
Once you feed it does it ever truly go away?
And this world doesn’t make it easy to feed the light in me
It feels like if I don’t force positivity it can’t exist
Input negative
Output negative
I started out such a sweet kid
And now I have to force myself to produce positive thoughts
Because this world is so wrong and evil tramples its surface
So much toxicity has entered me from these people
More insistence
I do not believe we are born like this
I do not believe we are born to hate and destroy
The me who spits back feels so foreign when I realise what I spat
How does one teach themselves to lead with compassion when everything coming in is negative?
I wish he’d cease his scratching
I feel so oppressed by everything
Oppressed by my income, oppressed by other people
Oppressed by society’s demands
Capitalism
And when I explode from the pressure I don’t see myself
I want to see myself in every action
If this darkness inside me is so great
How am I to defeat it with no fuel for feeding the light?
I am so poisoned
My Dad is so negative
My brother is so negative
The world is so negative
There’s little nature here to pull it from, the positivity
Gods please tell me how I’m supposed to produce something I don’t receive?
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