my future
I am not what I once was
introduce new distractions
increased subtraction
from action,
reaction
becoming bad habits
hapiness and a want for joy
are not worth th feeling of emotions
the are not what the workforce employs
without alack of devtion
for forward motion
static
heard on dramatic
radio stations
from a nation
who puts money
above happy
who makes me study
for a bright and better future
but i don't want a smile held together
by my 12 year degree and medical sutures
hard work isn't supposesd
to come with a cost
but it seems nobody knows
what is lost
in hours of study
perfection and repetition til my hands are bloody
this isn't just playing a game
it's my new name
It's on repeat in my brain
I'm the darkest pretender
Remember
This war only ends when one of us surrenders
I'll giveup what I find most important
All my natural instincts put on dormant
To spite
What I hate
My undeniable fate.