i've been wanting to do this for a long time. but have never done so. seeing everyone's "my poems" post has made me decide to man up and put this shit out there for the masses.
I can’t help but watch these faces, one of them in a mirror,
fake false interest for the benefit of tomorrow.
Talk as carefree as I can when I can’t help but follow every word.
Maybe this seed will grow into a phone call.
I will give you the meager basis, I can scrounge out of my mind
But there’s no guarantee that it won’t be just worthless.
And if the sun decides that it just can’t take the time to shine
I still won’t try to make you mirthless
I can’t help but laugh when I think of all my wasted time,
killing brain-cells if they refuse to murder boredom.
It’s funny when I forget that this world is so insane,
And just the same I wish wasn’t all that seldom.
I felt that beat against my ribs today, the one where I shake in time,
to the pulse of the bass drums playing in my ears.
I wandered through the halls today thinking of my life
and what I missed when I was stuck in less important years
we’re so wrapped in double negatives we probably don’t exist
But that’s okay cause sometimes existence is just tiring.
To try and make a point seems like such a pointless thing
Because in the end all we want is to find something we can’t be told
I’ve walked through the desert while it poured down rain
And I still haven’t found any answers.
I refuse to acknowledge that the search might be too vain
To be worth all the broken bones and cancers.
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