Indifferent

Sometimes I zone out and think about life/ what am I doing here always feels like I’m wasting my time/ Get up on the grind and maybe then I will find a certain purpose or a plan to pursue my shine/ I’m falling behind in trying to control my stress, I feel it in my chest I need to get unhexed I’m vexed/ When dealing with indifferent realities you have to put on a mask to join society/ Labeled an addict with mental health adversaries sometimes I feel like people are out to murder me/ But its all in the mind so search deep inside so you may find that hidden flame that burns negative vibes

Published by smokedank

Bipolar Stoner. Arcane Poetic. Humble Being.

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