Angst (Original Poem)

Trust me, I'm glad you're not me.
I wouldn't wish upon you this anxiety.
I'm trynna let go of all of this fear,
such angry thoughts. I'm trying to stay here.

My mind's on a roll and I've got a big mouth.
I'd talk about anything most don't give a damn about,
and I guess most won't listen, with their eyes glued to the screen.
I'll say my farewell. Fuck the routine.

Transforming tears to fuel, set on fire from my anger,
burning baggage too, this ship no longer has an anchor.
No words for the chaos, it's much too hard to explain,
but the grass will grow greener after the rain.

We place the whole world in a sieve,
taking life from where it belongs,
throwing the ride off balance
believing we know what's wrong.

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