Discontentment

There's such a redundancy to everyday life...

 

Discontentment

By: Lalli

 

 

Sometimes life just kind of feels…. BLAH!

Not in the throwing up sort of sense

But more of a…

I’m bored out of my mind sort of discontentment

Every day feels the same

Redundant

Redundant

Redundant

The 3 R’s of our modern lifestyles

 

I wake up (the most dread part of my day), brush my teeth, shower, put on my clothes, go to work, then entertain myself selfishly for a few hours and then back to sleep (where I never wanna wake up again)

We are the slave of the work trade

So that I can pay off my cards, pay off my rent, pay off my car, and all bills in which I’ve accrued

Even those ungodly expensive medical expenses

You can have all the insurance in the world, and you’re still going to owe 20%.

Working for taxes

Working for stability, Ha! Like that will ever happen

Working for relaxin’ Ha! Like that will ever happen

Working for my future family that will probably never appreciate a damn thing

As well as working for companies that wanna f**k you out of everything

F**k pensions,

F**k benefits (they want a full-time employee for part-time nothin’)

F**k IRA’s

And f**k 401 k’s

Because by the time you may actually think about retirement

That company will have spent it in an attempt to avoid bankruptcy

Or they already went out of business

I’d say lets put all our money in the bank and save

But even they will find a way to f**k that up too

Identity theft, that’s your responsibility and all investigations will say you’re the criminal

 

I’m feelin a bit redundantly screwed

Like a chewed up piece of gum being twisted, folded, molded, and contortedly smashed between the vices of teeth

And my only escape is to be thrown in a trashcan full of…

Well disgusting bacteria filled trash, or going down the hatch into a pool of acid

Either way,

I’m not liking my choices

 

But I guess when I think about it and after the worst is over

There will be light at the end of the tunnel

Whether it’s dumped into the toiletry leading to the sewer or a landfill under the sky sorted through for recyclables

Both of which are abused then treated to be used again I just happen to be along for the ride

We are but the water flowing from the faucet linked to the plumbing

Cleaned, recycled, and pumped back into circulation for the benefit of everyone else as well

So I suppose, I’ll work as hard as the yeast in the heat

Make my bread and rise

Because life isn’t about me, it’s about being a part of its collective energy

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

i know you know what i'm sayin here... hahaha playful, but truthful

Reviews

[Nova]

Wow, I really liked this. It relates to what I'm feeling now but in a teenager kind of way if you know what I mean. Anyways, I really liked your word choice and the whole idea of this write.

[Angelic Darkness]

Yes, playful, sort of making fun of the way life is, but very truthful too.
I've actually thought of the same things. Wondering if anyone ever
gets ahead. AD

[Legion]

As they say in a song by Tool, "I'm praying for rain. I'm praying for tidal waves." So true. It's all an alarm clock reality. One day I'm going to throw that damn thing out the window with everything else. Good rant.