Misanthropic

"Misanthropic" is a simple critic about society. Not the first poem I write but it's definitely on the list of "one of the best". Hope you enjoy. For questions, email me: [email protected]

Misanthropic

I always thought that happiness would last forever.

Apparently, I was wrong.

I always thought I was nice, fast and clever.

Apparently, I was wrong.

 

 

I believed in society,

I believed in what they said,

I’ve been through social anxiety,

Because of them, I felt internally dead.

 

But this whole time, apparently, I was wrong.

People aren’t what you see with your eyes,

They’re what you see with your heart.

 

I am unstoppable,

I am not what they make me,

I am powerful,

I am nice, fast, clever, and I am free.

I am my own unique self,

I am a victim of society.

 

Walking on the streets, I see no love, peace or freedom.

I see ignorance and pure hatred.

I see fire in people’s eyes.

And nowadays, all I hear are lies.

Lies are just so much now, that the truth hurts even more.

It’s even impossible to believe in the words “I adore”.

 

My heart feels sore,

I look at a girl, I see a w***e,

Not all, fortunately.

But it’s a sad world we live in.

 

Life is a sin,

Society is a parasite,

They just say “Don’t worry, it’ll be alright!”

Then they turn their back and give no f**k,

“If you talk to me again I will f**k you up!”

This is sad, lost world we live in,

Need a reset,

We gotta reconnect,

Too much misery, man, where’s the respect?

 

I now know happiness doesn’t last forever,

It’s just a temporary emotion whatsoever,

But now I know what I am.

Apparently, I am right,

Good night.

 

 

-Ryan C. Harrison