Shit rant poems

Mirrors//Wanting To

I'm so fucking tired

But I want to dance

And cry

But

I feel like I have no chance of that

Until I put myself first

Actually first

No bullshit

But I can't

I've given myself no chance of that

I gave myself no chance of that

A

l
o
n
g

Time ago

So now

I wanna sit on my bed

Depressed

Like I always do

But

I can't decide if

I want the light on

Or off

To sit in the dark

So

I'll just stand

Here

Dead

Crying

Fucking up

And then

With no say of mine

I'll collapse

Because

It didn't mean anything

Nothing ever has

And my words won't matter

So I'll  sit here

With headphones blasting

After I've fully been fully deafened

Or drowned in a depressing hoodie

It will be

Just an overwhelming sorrow of now

Dramatic

Suffocating

Pathetic

But it's mine

The strangled, dying princesse's

And she thinks she's ready to die

Like she's so different

But so relatable

And she is not allowed to be

Because she fakes every emotion

Mirrors everyone around her

And thinks

That everyone is so astronomically different

And fundamentally the same

Even though

She is just

A clone

Of everyone there

But it doesn't matter

She hasn't have time to find the truth

Because she cant let her tears fall before her

So she'll jump

Off the edge

More like over

But its doesnt matter how she did

So

Forget that

And just

Dont look over the edge

Because you'll fall too

Dont fall of the edge

Mirroring her

Because then she'll be right

No

I'll

Be

Right

And that's fucking terrifying

Even thought that's what everyone wants

To be correct

And to have an answer

But

Some

Things

Just

Can't

Happen

And I cannot exist

To

Live

The

Truth

Especially

Not

That one