Get a grip you dip,
Your either inspiration,
Or a terribly bad sequence
Though, you know which you prefer
Go pack up your broken meter
And your stupid ego
And stupid dreams
They make no sense
And love will never find you
Cause your not willing to accept it
Empathetic eyes will tell you no,
That simply is not true
I'll listen, I guess
Pay them lip service, I guess
But I'd prefer that you
Just leave me alone
Just leave me
Just leave
Just
Go
Author's Notes/Comments:
My mind is hurting today. I'm not looking for any comments. I'm not looking for anything. I just need to be with my best friend right now, Solitude. It's always the ordinary freaks that look to the geek for a delcious glimpse of madness. God Damn poetry is such a waste of time, lol maybe thats why I'm depressed. Wasteing to much time trying to be clever for a fraction of a couple minutes. But at the end, If you can't understand it. Don't stand under it. I suppose thats why I usually head directly for my room. It's all copacetic if your cracked like the liberty bell. They say where there is god there is no need, so why in the hell am I writing this crap?! Come on guy, get back to basics. You don't need to do this you know. You could be perfectly happy watching somebody else's sun set. Just give in and give up & let it die....
