What a waste of time
When i look you in the eye
I see nothing
It's such a crime
To have a life
And not use it right
I stay up all night
And cry
I've never understood
Why you would use your life
To keep down the people that try
To understand
Why
What a waste of time
To pass the people by
To spit on the world
And live within ignorance bliss
This poem is about the majority of people i've ever known, the madness that is the human being.
The concept of waste of time is such a huge one, but I like how you tried to simply put it through your words.
Thanks, it was 3am when i wrote this. Ha.
Now did time actually play a major role? Nice. I like when poems sync with life, it adds more meaning to it.
Ignorance is not bliss..
Most people really don't care...
This hits it on the head! 👌