Get Out!

Bloated; the feeling of you getting filled with the same things of the world Old from not finding something new to make you feel young Daily you thrive to make your life of interest to others, but mostly yourself Yielded by emotions, that has diminished your pride Other hopes have come about and gone with your procrastination Floating inside your head, so when your body is caught you have gone Time always a cheating mistress, but you always felt you could get more out of her Hauling your depressions, to remind you of different kinds of sadness; masochistic Evening light is the best, cause you are not fully viewed Letting go of your childhood, has made you forget enjoyment of silly things Inner self is slowly crawling more into his inner self which is crawling to nothing Violent are your fist that you feel vibrate every time in your anger Intentionally seeking attention, bad not a good whore at it Null is now your favorite word Going with out a goal It has swallowed you whole what ever it is... Never mind returning bliss Thinking about all the good times you could have, but you went ahead and missed How much more self loathing are you going to give? Even children get over scrapped knees Having nothing but to agree to self pity Open your mind and eat the many things that should be searched Use your will again, instead of a pulse to keep living Sense your self once more and maybe you love will also Everything could be something Ogre lurking inside, must be killed by your own sword Forgive and the apologies will feel like candy in your mouth Timidness is not a option Help yourself do more than just thrive! Eager are the types of happiness that are waiting Doubt should not let you sit Elope your mind and body together Adjusted to much to be a copy; so unnoticeable Death comes at the end, not during.