Messed Up

Screw the whole world

And its vile atrocities,

It's a place where happiness

Will Never Be.

I used to speak out and

I was a tiny light in the vast darkness.

The light is no longer there…

I am plain, bare.

I sit here with stupid memories,

Reminiscing my past life experiences.

They hang onto me like hollow earrings,

And suffocate me in silence.

The world is messed up,

God, forgive me.

For you answer me when I speak.

This whole world blocks everything out,

Nobody can hear me shout,

"This world makes me want to hurl,

Hurl—these sickening words."