Not that I'm a depressive guy, myself, but I just got back from a decompression party and found myself feeling a little disillusioned and what not. So here's a silly little poem for you all:
once again, my sincerest apologies. I just don't know what to think about human behavior these days, especially considering the fact that I'm posting this on a video game forum. 😉
Human structures
built to house us,
to contain us,
our pitiful selves
as we live, dominated
by the tyranny
of each other
our friends
our 'associates'
each person
plotting a course
charting a graph
on the floor
making a mess
you can see the sorrow
and the exuberance
shall we make that pretense?
no,
and no, it's done
how sad to see
when you can't see your face
once again, my sincerest apologies. I just don't know what to think about human behavior these days, especially considering the fact that I'm posting this on a video game forum. 😉