I just dug up a bunch of old stuff that I wrote when I was younger. Kind of interesting looking back on some of it.
I dont know if I would call it a poem. Probably closer to a song. But whatever.
I wrote this when I was in a period of my life that I was really depressed and everything was just horrible and couldnt find any meaning to anything. :P
Through the day I walk
Each step is planted firmly in hopes of confidence.
The direction is never questioned.
The rhetoric lost my answers
Cause once had meaning.
And is now willing to be a lost battle.
Resorted to finger pointing at the enemy.
The system, the government.
Seamless to misery
And now I see.
Through the night I walk.
Each step retraced of the day's course.
Questioning yourself in search of purpose,
Of answers, of questions
Did you want a change of heart?
Seem to make a point.
We just can't seem to realize
We preach to ourselves, and only make arrests
When the only thing that matters, is the tabloid
And now I see.
Jeez I was a dark little s.o.b! :P Ive changed quite a bit.
Not 100% sure what point I was trying to make with this.
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