/lit/ - Literature

Post your lyrics and poetry, no matter how terrible. My shit first (no matter how terrible!) with some lyrics (no refrain though):

A balding shadow crawls along the freezing road
His cardboard witness exclaiming his ode
His independence killed by others long ago
Invading some country with nothing to show

They swore his well being
But then left him seeing
The prison of his pride

A sulking student sits nearby his idle phone
His fresh resume has left him all alone
He graduated at the top of his class
A worthless new degree to anyone that asks

The loans leave him drowning
In a sea confounding
the students, wide-eyed

The media reports the business of the day
The stocks are higher and all will be okay
I don't find solace in the things that they speak
The unemployment rate rises every week

The message their sending
continues defending
The system of their lie

The politician knows how we will compete
With lower wages we simply can't be beat
We'll give them money to bring us precious jobs
And label "job-killer" on anyone that sobs

His election pending
We know they'll be sending
him money to misguide

Brawling executives agree to combine
A larger margin for their interests to align
They promise lower costs of products that they preach
Swearing a benefit from their wider reach

Jobs they'll be killing
from a people willing
to stand-by ringside

A few months ago I couldn't sleep so I quickly wrote this depressing poem (first poem I have written in about 8 years). It later inspired me to start working out! I don't know how I inspired myself.

I wake up to go to school
Wander out acting cool
My shitty car grumbles at me
Grudgingly it heeds my plea

The happy students scurry to class
Hand-in-hand, grabbing ass
I climb the steps without a lass
An angry student but not crass

The girls talk ignoring me
A fat guy working in slavery
Unimpressed by the potential
Pausing only to ask for pencils

I am short, you are tall
I am skinny, you are a haul
I am rich, you are poor
I am a star, you are the floor
A fucking mess
and so depressed
A waste of time
Get away from me

Time for the lunch that I enjoy
But ordering involves a ploy
A quantity to feed two people
But nobody has climbed this steeple

The lonely pain replaced by food
Instant relief and increased mood
But the short time gains cause greater pains
As my girth grows, their interest wanes.

The day is over, I retreat home
stopping to shop, all alone
Others watch my depressed figure
Knowing that I'll only get bigger

I am short, you are tall
I am skinny, you are a haul
I am rich, you are poor
I am a star, you are the floor
A fucking mess
and so depressed
A waste of time
Get away from me

A television greets me coldy
A muted phone, forever lonely
A tired body caries me to sleep
Alone again, a single creep

I am too tall,
I am a haul,
I am too poor,
I am the floor
The bottomfeeder of society
A waste of life and sobriety