Building up this city, for what?

For nothing, physical plus

Emotionally bored, nothing I can trust.

I dont know what I want.

Confused, distraught, sitting here in thought

Im stuck with this person I hate

No respect, no plan, “the all knowing man”

Ill continue to watch, until I force the line straight.

Words are weak, Action is forever loud.

Please dont assume im bound.

Bound to what society deems appropriate.

Bound to this generic waste of time.

Complaining is your past time.

Dragging your feet behind, behind me.

Resilience to letdowns, all i am.

Take my prize, with my knife in your hand.