Fuck It

Fuck it.
I don't care, anymore.
Who gives a fuck about me,
except for my family?

I always cry
Out of my right eye;
And despite the lies,
I still try.

I try to live amongst you all,
Only to realize that I shall fall.
I try to find companionship,
And all I can see is the mother ship.

Who cares?
I cared.
Its not worth it.
Fuck it.

Some would scrutinize others.
Why would I even bother?
The fruit is in the tree,
And it shall rot, happily.

Who gives a fuck?
Not you.
You're too concerned about your own poo-poo,
Or whether or not you'll catch the swine flu.

Countless birds shall flock to emptiness.
Seamless folds of space shall consume them.
Boulders come smashing down to caress
My empty body, to form a requiem.

I can not express
The love I have seized from mine own.
To the delight of an empress
My body is a clone.

Finding matter to be present
Is an ignorant observation.
Join me in my tent
And ignore your conservation.

Fuck it.
I don't care, anymore.
Who gives a fuck.
Why do I go on?

Does anyone care,
Except for a big fat teddy bear?
Who says what?
Who goes where?

I thought I found one
Who actually cared...
Turns out she was making pun,
Because she was scared.

Who cares?
I cared.
Fuck it.
I don't care.

Seems we are all doomed;
And rightfully so.
Righteousness is an impeccable trait;
And no one is on clean slate.

My former self would have been shattered;
However, instead I am flattered...
That you would know me for a moment,
And use me for a torrent.

Why do I attempt
To be repetitious.
Turns out the only repetitive story
Is the unpredictable floury.

Find the ones and zeros
In nature.
You shall discover clovers
In the the stuff I state, sir.

Who gives a fuck?
Fuck it.
I don't give a fuck about you;
I don't give a fuck about me.

Follow the yellow brick road.
The road leads to preservation.
The station of which was told
To be one of salvation.

Who gives a fuck?
Fuck it.




~theMuzzl3

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