I just want to love

Someone, anyone, across this world

My soul can't bear this loneliness

But I keep secrets

And I don't trust anyone

I want to be fiercely independent

In my mind-sanctum won't let any come

I know I should really try and care more for my mother

I never want to see her cry or make her bother

But its the truth, she's annoying like all the other

Tireless moms, that care for their daughters and sons

Even though the children are thankless, and their soul is long gone

Out to the blowing wind, now dancing to the devil's tone

Sometimes I wish upon lightning to come and strike me

I don't want to die ordinarily, the thought is so frightening

But if I am a fish then this world is the shark and its jaws are tightening

I got no talents to monetize, that's what's so striking

Got no strength for hiking or balance for biking

Just my thumbs that I can move for Facebook post liking

What use are these poems I write, I'm wondering

They are better than what I see around, but I can't go fighting

For the views, to stay in the news

Everything needs money, or not, I am so confuse

Vomiting these thoughts online is my favorite hobby

Inside my head sings the voice of Damian Marley

I don't know what to do, he don't tell me what to do

He just keeps saying them rhymes and I keep writing them down too

I really want this to end, but life always goes on

Everything goes off, but it always goes on

'Life is short' some idiot must have said who don't know how to put his socks on

80 years is more than enough time to prepare to be long gone

And even if it isn't, how long will you stay along

I have barely lived life and already been bored for too long...