Sunday, January 5, 2014


surround myself with noises
anything to cloud my mind
i'm sick of making choices
i'm not making them this time

my brow is always furrowed
and my fists are clenched dead white
i wake up each morning angry
go to bed mad every night

i'm angry at the people
who entrap me in their games
i'm pissed at all the liars
who use me for their selfish gain

all i'll build is walls now
to keep out everyone
no one's allowed to see me
i am fucking done.

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