ApatheticA Poem by Connor
Soap operas, glued to reruns,
Locked in, not clued to the sun, Not moving, always on the run, Depression, handmade and fun. Emotion, bought at half price, Generic, still keeps me up at night, Junkie, and I still feel alright, Searching, hold my fright tight. Sing-a-long, to the theme song, Saturday, morning cartoons on, Hypnotic, awake all night long Motionless, forgot right and wrong. Systemic, never change a thing Monotone, forgot how to sing, Salary, need a diamond ring Garbage, need a friend who slings. Bottles, just have to keep drunk, Titanic, not even trying, just sunk Can't move, supplies in the trunk, Keep dreaming, aspire to gutterpunk. Shoegazing, not much better to do, Cubicle, just trying to make it through, Bloodstream, my hearts pumping too, What's in there, someone give me a clue.
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Added on May 17, 2010Last Updated on May 17, 2010 AuthorConnorAbouti'm a journalism student attending northeastern university. my dorm bookshelf currently holds big sur by jack kerouac, the stranger by albert camus and junky by william burroughs. my favorite music ar.. more..Writing
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