Loss of innocence is too melodramatic
Heaping the corrupted plate with
sex, cheaters, and those damn fucking drugs
that high
the world is drugged
Filled with fake insightful, fake truthful, fake friendful
people.
Feeling like the Ani Difranco syndrome
has rushed and replaced my bloody system
the rage is just that great.
and the fresh men of the world
have already slipped
on that godforsaken ice
and i laugh while i hurt
losing one more piece of my naivety
I can't stand
it.
And the terminology of falling
apart
is overused
and i wish i was back
back to poems
back to another boring site