SlackerA Poem by Olmsted A. T.Slacker I try and I try to ignore your f*****g lies but find I can't bribe myself to do it because I've got more self respect then to listen to your bullshit and dog paddle through your mental sewage So instead I'll burn it down collect the ashes of your ego and force feed em to you with cold chasers of reality growing sick of your social charades your position was never in jeopardy The head of the table was never something I feigned interest in I'll be just fine with a cold IBC and a prefab tv dinner in the den don't ever accuse me of failing to fit in don't give a second thought to my apathetic grin Because the simple fact is that I just don't care and your lively-hood don't mean s**t to me your accomplishments what do they really mean a title yeah that's something I'll waste my life for I'm glad I'm not part of your sick little suit and tie tribe and wouldn't have it any other way Don't waste your time on me so keep pandering your self indulgent bile there's always
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