04-13-2012, 04:48 AM
v2.0 (depressing rather than angsty 
)
From this bubble of sunshine I look out, every now and then
Only to see hate eating you, who is in front of me
Beyond reach of powers I might possess, in a future world
Littered desert surrounding ever lifeless, anyway
Your expectations corrode me, litter toys sucking my time
You strive to make me love but I forgot how.
Still I think I can solve the puzzle of you
Whether this bubble's burst, may not matter at all
I vow to change you but whether anyone's hated
Surely a problem of attribution, for those desert toys
I'm tormented knowing you'll never understand me
In this paradox of human life
That there ever was a me: a mere opinion
This bubble too, contorted in the void across time.
(end)
v1.0 of second draft
From this womb of narcissism and eternal sunshine I look out, on a whim
To see sheer blindness and hate coursing through you, who is in front of me
Beyond the saving reach of any power I might have possessed, in a future world
Your expectations corrode me, a grand spectacle of skill is worth ten seconds of fame
You strive to make me love but I forgot how to.
Still I resolve that I'm stronger today than yesterday,
My emotions nulled and ego destroyed,
A cost I'm always willing to pay
I vow to change you even if you hate me.
Even if I grow and change and throw my past(human) self away.
I'm tormented knowing you'll never understand me
And wish that I was blind again
Oh, society
(end)
This is a second draft of a poem from 2 years ago originally
The messages are a little conflicted and blurred because of the second draft changes conflicting
But I really want to know what people think this means
All criticism welcomed & appreciated
)From this bubble of sunshine I look out, every now and then
Only to see hate eating you, who is in front of me
Beyond reach of powers I might possess, in a future world
Littered desert surrounding ever lifeless, anyway
Your expectations corrode me, litter toys sucking my time
You strive to make me love but I forgot how.
Still I think I can solve the puzzle of you
Whether this bubble's burst, may not matter at all
I vow to change you but whether anyone's hated
Surely a problem of attribution, for those desert toys
I'm tormented knowing you'll never understand me
In this paradox of human life
That there ever was a me: a mere opinion
This bubble too, contorted in the void across time.
(end)
v1.0 of second draft
From this womb of narcissism and eternal sunshine I look out, on a whim
To see sheer blindness and hate coursing through you, who is in front of me
Beyond the saving reach of any power I might have possessed, in a future world
Your expectations corrode me, a grand spectacle of skill is worth ten seconds of fame
You strive to make me love but I forgot how to.
Still I resolve that I'm stronger today than yesterday,
My emotions nulled and ego destroyed,
A cost I'm always willing to pay
I vow to change you even if you hate me.
Even if I grow and change and throw my past(human) self away.
I'm tormented knowing you'll never understand me
And wish that I was blind again
Oh, society
(end)
This is a second draft of a poem from 2 years ago originally
The messages are a little conflicted and blurred because of the second draft changes conflicting
But I really want to know what people think this means
All criticism welcomed & appreciated