My desire (WIP)

The archetype of my generation
Self pity and deceit
To drag others down to lower depths
So your own cesspool feels less deep

I wonder how many
Beggars and villains
Had the potential
But the world wouldn’t let them

I am not that way
I will stand my ground
I will not go away
I will have my crown

Tepid connections
You’re pathetic
You hate all your friends
Your personas synthetic

I will always be flesh
My heart beating fire and life
My voice screaming instinct
You can’t stop my desire


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