Playing Pretend
- Atlas Porter

- 20 hours ago
- 1 min read

Ok haha how long has it been?
Two or three years now, I say with a grin
I’m just playing pretend
With this stream of consciousness
Thinking nothing out first
There’s no con-se-quen-ces
Because I set the distance in an instant
How naïve I was to think
That hard work and persistence
Was enough to make you take
A second to listen to what
I’ve written on a page
I should just take a break
And accept that I’ll be sittin’
With a kitten in my lap
Disappointed in old age
The shame the loneliness
And the lack of funds too
They sure don’t make it easy
Who’s "they"? We know who
As I sip this cold coffee
And consume this poison food
Inhale the chem-trail
Just your run of the mill everyday fool
What will this week’s paycheck bring?
Can I afford to buy some books?
Of course I can get ‘em
Just become more indebted
Depressed is how the future looks
But for today let’s live it up
I’m not willing to give this up
You thought you could break me
For God’s sakes these
Motherf--kers are truly mistaken
I’m a glutton for punishment
You see, It’s never enough
Do you get it or what?
Should I explain it again?
I understand that all these things
I try to say with my pen
Might never see the light of day
Because they’re guarding the gates
Of success with their greed
This is just a pressure relief valve for my brain
Like I already said
I’m just playing pretend
At the end of the day





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