Things don't seem the same anymore
I have my fucked feelings and it's ignored
Or just the opposite drama comes out of it
talking shit why do I give a shit
I shouldn't I don't care it's all bullshit
I feel impaired
I say too much in too little of time
I rush the thoughts and emotions into one clustered bag of bullshit and make you take it into your hands
my feelings usually change quickly on small things I don't really give a shit about although pissed off
I just hate it when im in self-doubt
fuck it, it doesn't matter
all that does is you
how you are and what you want
I soak it all up into the sponge of life and try to ignore the fact that what has been said is an easy way out
but again and again it doesn't matter what i really think cuz everyone is too busy fucking around
I want to be close to you
you make me feel secure
I shouldn't give a fuck about them
fuck it, it doesn't matter
yep youre right, no one else should matter really. not even the person youre with should really weigh that heavily in the scheme of things. its really all about what makes you happy, and i think if you found that, you would be a happier person.i really enjoyed the way that this poem flowed though. seems like one of those piece of shit cars that you floor it and it dies, floor it and dies, floor it and it goes. it works, i like it.