Negative Creep

I am pessimistic,

Optimism died a long time ago,

And rotted into the decaying earth,

I'm dark,

Alledgedly deep,

A lifetime spent in cells and bright white institutions,

Makes everyone your enemy,

Negativity reigns,

sentenses a happy person to death,

If we love, our hearts fail and shatter,

If we hope or believe, our souls will melt,

They are underworked peices of metaphorical muscle,

That hold no importance to me,

If I laugh, it's fake,

If I smile it's a facade,

A sheild fitted for me and nobody else,

Long live Depression, Negativity.

The End

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