Dis-joint-ed

I'm so violently mad at everything I see,
Writhing in annoyance, leave me be,
I need to break apart to grow
You can't reap what you don't sew.
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Just like moths to a flame
And never accepting blame,
For petty grievances, it's food all the same.
Only so many calories in biting nails,
Looking at red lake 40 and chem trails.
It'll make anyone go crazy,
To be looking at life so hazy,
Wanting to stand, but your body's gotten lazy.
Poor you, dealing with the consequences of your actions.
All your friends have drifted and formed factions,
It's like a circus with all the attractions!