Angst
Angst is so cliché nowadays
You’re not 15 anymore,
Time to grow up
It’s time to live real life
Away from existential misery
Feelings of meaninglessness, and despair
Time to accept things as they are
Suck it up, move along nicely
Progress, no longer depressed
Moving along smoothly
Job, house, spouse
Maybe some offspring, if you can be bothered
But then again, “is there any point?”
They may ask, well I say no!
Don’t go back to what you were
Accept things as they seem, chug through life
For it’s always easier to live in that bubble of blissful ignorance
Than it is to die alone, sad and battered by the tough, but true reality
That it is all a joke, that there is no point
But play the game, for your own well-being, lest you go insane
Why drift off to some other intellectual plain
When you could be happy and stupid?
The path to happiness is plagued with traps and mankind is not built to thwart them
Yes, I guess there is no escape from the angst, unless you submit to the numbing effects
Of the empire that keeps you warm for a price, fed with shitty junk food and numbed by comforting reality TV shows
It’s the dream, they tell you
Well I say keep dreaming!
There is a better world out there, but it takes angst to make it happen
Keep up the angst, don’t numb yourself
Face your fears, speak your mind, don’t repress thyself
And then, one day, the angst will be no more
Just a pitiful feeling of times past.
