healthy
I see
not sick
no more ick
that’s susy for ya
not just a part of a
stupid rhyme
just trying to kill time
and here I go again
gettin’ lost ’round the bend
where will it end?
no one knows
when the reaper shows
cause when it’s time
I’ll stop the rhyme
and susy will be done
just like my fun
cause we can all live forever
or at least til the poems done
They say happiness is like a drug
I look at it like some annoying bug
Preferring to suck and drain me
As I swing wildly trying to get it
But it just buzzes around
Letting you know it’s there
And constantly out of reach.
It’s crazy to think what I’d do
If I caught it.
After trying so long
I really wouldn’t want it.
Instead I think I’d crush
The life from
It’s glittery-winged body
And sit in a hush
while happiness drifted away.
Ba-bum Ba-bum Ba-bum
It gets quieter, quieter, quieter
Ba-bum Ba-bum Ba-bum
Watching life flitter away
As things get darker
Ba-bum…
slower….
Ba-bum….
Almost gone….
Ba-…
Silence…
It’s gone
No more annoyances
Isn’t that happiness?
Lost in a Wednesday
Not Sure if it’s much different from the next day
Don’t lie and tell me what is OK
Cause the world is about to lose this fray
That’s right, as I’ve told
It’s me against the world,
And No, I’m not bold
But in fact quite the Coward
Too afraid to step in time
Too Afraid to break this rhyme
Everything I want could be mine
But I’m too Afraid to be happy this time
No, I can’t face my real foe
So I take on the world
Facing it, Toe to Toe
Never going for the Gold
Lost In a Void
Neglected and Annoyed
By All the Pretty People
The ones who sit High in their Steeple
and Ignore the “Little Guys”
The “Mishaps” and “Unfortunates”
Us “Losers” in Their Eyes
And Indeed, We Aren’t
As you might suggest
For When it Comes to Talent
We’re, of course, the Best
Let them Point their Fingers
And Laugh till they die
Because in the short future
You see, You and I
Will all be great Men and Women, and Sigh
Because beneath all of Them
Lies A pain that will never Die
Everyday, I’m told something about the world
The way it’s supposed to be
The way we ought to see
How things go
To make sure we don’t slow
Down the process
And make sure we don’t obsess
About how we want things
About all our feelings
Why can’t we get it our way?
Why is it that we all gotta sway?
Sway like leaves in the wind
When society says we cannot win.
Winning is one of the easiest things
Things the world doesn’t teach
Teachers help us to lose
Lose like we like it
It just hurts to be a winner.
Cause “winning isn’t everything”
Which is exactly what you’re told
When things start to go your way
Just so you can be “ok”
When that day finally comes.
How dare they?
Just a little ranting and ravings from medon’t know where i was going with that, but meh. I have been meaning to put more of these things on here anyways.