Math class poem

Below is a poem that I wrote when I was particularly disgusted with humanity. Funnily enough, I wrote it in a math class.

Self-explanatory perhaps?

The reality of the situation is that...

We say we’re trying

But we’re not

We say we’re good people

But we’re not

We say we’re sorry

But we’re not

We say we won’t do it again

But we do

We claim that we care

But we don’t

We claim we know what we’re doing

Ha, could we be so delusional?

We are so hopelessly lost...

Lost in ourselves

Lost in the world

Lost in expectations

Lost in time...

We’re like a flame

Tearing across a fuel soaked rope.

Recklessly going forth,

Feeding off every good thing in our tracks,

Trying to make ourselves feel good

Trying to have fun.

This way of life ends

When we reach the end of the rope

And

Extinguish.