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Current Mood Swings
What are you doing?
You’re enjoying yourself?
Why?
What’s going on?
You finished just – ago and now you’re almost normal. What’s up with that?
You went through totally-messed-up to nothing and nor you’re neutral.
Are you feeling okay?
I’m not sure. Yesterday I was blank and the day before I was so full my head wanted to explode with emotion and now I’m indifferent. I’m just me. I’m not stressed or pressured or affected.
The effect of the veil of stupidity has worn off and while I’m no smarter without it on, I’m less blind to idiocracy. I’m not confined to my selfish ramblings of happiness.
I’m my own person.
For the first time I’m feeling like a human. My existential complex has yet to cause an issue, it has simply shown itself a few times and offered some sage advice. I look in the mirror and I see a person that doesn’t matter and doesn’t care. Life is no longer an issue because there are no walls to break out of. I simply have a world I have the option of filling if I want to and for right now I’m perfectly content with leaving things just the way they are.
I’ll have minute attachment to the collapse and simply watch from the outside.
I am content.
I am happy.
I am me.
For once I can take my own advice and be myself, “you are you”.
I am me-
Well, you and I must be looking through different fun-house mirrors because that is not what I see. Me, Myself, and I are all in agreeance and you aren’t any better. You’re simply a mockery of your basic urges and feelings and thoughts. Rather than being a human you’re a mime with no soul. You are a mocking shell of a person.
And who am I supposed to be imitating? You? Give me a break. I can’t imitate you if I tried. You have issues and you have misused your power as my voice. Just listen to the soothing wave noises and shut the fuck up! Fuck off and I hope your Yellow Brick Road avoids your own thoughts every once-and-a-while on your travels to Oz.
You’re enjoying yourself?
Why?
What’s going on?
You finished just – ago and now you’re almost normal. What’s up with that?
You went through totally-messed-up to nothing and nor you’re neutral.
Are you feeling okay?
I’m not sure. Yesterday I was blank and the day before I was so full my head wanted to explode with emotion and now I’m indifferent. I’m just me. I’m not stressed or pressured or affected.
The effect of the veil of stupidity has worn off and while I’m no smarter without it on, I’m less blind to idiocracy. I’m not confined to my selfish ramblings of happiness.
I’m my own person.
For the first time I’m feeling like a human. My existential complex has yet to cause an issue, it has simply shown itself a few times and offered some sage advice. I look in the mirror and I see a person that doesn’t matter and doesn’t care. Life is no longer an issue because there are no walls to break out of. I simply have a world I have the option of filling if I want to and for right now I’m perfectly content with leaving things just the way they are.
I’ll have minute attachment to the collapse and simply watch from the outside.
I am content.
I am happy.
I am me.
For once I can take my own advice and be myself, “you are you”.
I am me-
Well, you and I must be looking through different fun-house mirrors because that is not what I see. Me, Myself, and I are all in agreeance and you aren’t any better. You’re simply a mockery of your basic urges and feelings and thoughts. Rather than being a human you’re a mime with no soul. You are a mocking shell of a person.
And who am I supposed to be imitating? You? Give me a break. I can’t imitate you if I tried. You have issues and you have misused your power as my voice. Just listen to the soothing wave noises and shut the fuck up! Fuck off and I hope your Yellow Brick Road avoids your own thoughts every once-and-a-while on your travels to Oz.
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