I'm fully devoured by hate, My mind has been brought to stagnation, It's my unconceivable fate To get slightly less estimation Than sluts in a changeable guise Or fools wasting time on careers. Well, who is the one to despise: A poet or one of those peers? They fear the joys of today, They fear the freedom addiction, And I have no words left to say When called a damn tough contradiction.
Hate is a strong word!!! I'd love to see if you have what it takes to write something on a happier note!!! Let's say love, can you do it??? Wright.
"Or fools wasting time on careers" i really like that line! not many (indeed very few) people are capable of such perceptions. of course, you can call whatever you are (or are not) doing, a career,even if no one else is aware that it can be called a career. In other words, it's a catch 22- you cannot avoid having a career... for example, i could say that my career is being myself- can you, or anyone else deny this? By the way, how is the weather in Lenin's grad? i think, all in all, things are more liberal where you are.
That's a truly horrible poem. Stop forcing rhymes. Choose a more original topic. I bet you're attractive.
