Don't waste my time

each millisecond I won't be able to buy into existence 

I cannot undo conversations

we've had.

I can't take back the things I've said.

Each millisecond it takes to breathe

life into your words-

I've faded away.

I've lost time.

Each millisecond it takes to tell a lie

to save my feelings-

I don't need it.

I've spent too much of my own generation







I've wasted too much of 

my own time.

And for what?

My patience with the world has worn

so thin.

The fibers of my 17 years is ripping

the stitches are popping. 

The thread is stripped

and bare.

Now they have me thinking I need medication because

I'm thinking.

Only a decade of breath in 

my being. 

Yet here I am concerned if the time

of my children's future is secure. 

Every millisecond I spend entertaining your 

simplicity, your 

imbecility, your,

stupidity is

time I spend killing the hope of this nation.


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