A million things left unsaid
Has left me feeling daunted.
Words ringing in my head,
Has left me now feeling haunted.
Wondering if I was ever really wanted,
I'll hide here and pretend to sleep in bed.
So many people have daringly taunted,
I'll hider here and pretend to be dead.
For every little thing you've flaunted,
It makes me wonder what all you've read.
With your chin extended and jaunted,
It makes me wonder if my brain's made of lead.
People looking up as if to see the pope,
It might just be a million pictures yet to have been took.
But just when it's been imagined - nope..
It might just be better to snag him with a hook.
Learn to accept the consequences of your actions,
There's no sense reliving the past repeatedly in search of solutions.
Cut your knowledge of life into mere fractions,
To reduce for others all your mental pollutions.
Learn to get along with others,
There's no sense fighting all the time.
Don't talk back to mothers,
Having a place to sleep can be sublime.
Learn to wonder why things are the way they are,
There's no sense letting your sense of curiousity go to waste.
Don't forget to look both ways before hitting a car,
Legal battles aren't anything you'll find to your taste.
Learn to forget about everything,
There's no sense, nothin
Time to give up the golden goose,
You've told me enough lies to make me bust.
You imagine for me a fitting noose,
And yet, you think you've gained my trust.
I'll tell you what you want to hear,
Making cover-ups for every time I've cussed.
I've only known you for a few months this year,
And yet, you think you've gained my trust.
One of these days you're going to have to clue in,
Every little thing said between us already growing dust.
A battle of wits either of us has yet to win,
And yet, you think you've gained my trust.
Every night, I'm sure I can almost hear you scheming,
Over every detail imaginable you've already fussed.
It'
I just wanted to say,
To the father I never had,
"Happy Father's Day,
You're the greatest, Dad!"
To me, you're the best,
I haven't even met you.
You were under house-arrest,
There's nothing I could do.
I just wanted to say,
To the father I never had,
"Happy Father's Day,
You're the greatest, Dad!"
To me, you're the best,
Even though you're on too many drugs.
They tell me you're really messed,
I'll send you coffee mugs.
I just wanted to say,
To the father I never had,
"Happy Father's Day,
You're the greatest, Dad!"
To me, you're the best,
I don't even know if I'm yours.
Took another unclear paternity test,
After heari
Happy Birthday to you,
Hope you liked the gift.
You didn't have much to do,
But today went by swift.
Now that you're older,
You ought to know better.
You've only gotten bolder,
Behind your ears much wetter.
Happy Birthday to you,
Hope you had a nice day.
I wonder who's next to woo,
At least I didn't have much to say.
Now that you're taller,
You ought to quit getting into shit.
You make for a fantastic faller,
After taking one hell of a hit.
Happy Birthday to you,
Hope that you had fun.
I simply must be off, shoo,
This day is finally done.
Down on the streets,
There is a hobo that I know.
He's the guy everybody beats,
His life is full of woe.
Begging for money,
It's my homeless friend, Joe.
People act like he's funny,
And tell him he's got to go.
Sleeping in a doorway,
Waiting for the rain to stop.
He'll never get a job, no way,
He's not even allowed in our shop.
They tell him that he needs to grow up,
But he's older than they'll ever be.
They sent to him some young pup,
Who had many things on the street yet to see.
Around noon I'll see him at the free lunch,
Bummin quarters to phone old friends.
He always leaves by brunch,
After all the numbers turn out to
I sit here and wonder,
Exploring poetic prowess.
Yet another literary blunder,
But will she say yes?
Will the time come to tell my feelings?
All my time she might bless,
If only I could fight inner dealings,
But will she say yes?
I'm drowning in my irrational fears,
Now I must confess,
I'm wary of my family's leers.
But will she say yes?
Still wondering if I'll ask her out,
Thinking of how to word my one reques'.
I'm choking in this cloud of doubt,
But will she say yes?
I'm afraid to ask her out,
My courage is so much less.
Frustration makes me want to shout,
But will she say yes?
Everything's come undone,
It's all a big
Current Residence: Nutville (Population: Me) Favourite genre of music: Old(er)(1960-1990) Favourite style of art: Anime/oekaki.. MSPaint Operating System: Umm.. mental power, it's slower than dial-up, but easier than dsl to understand. MP3 player of choice: Windows Media.. but not REALLY by choice. Shell of choice: ..Snail? Wallpaper of choice: Ohh.. that kind with the funky paisley stuff!! Skin of choice: Zit free..? Favourite cartoon character: I really can't think of one... Garfield? Personal Quote: "GUP" ---- ("Grace Under Pressure" - Rush, 1984)
Favourite Visual Artist
Weird Al (would a musical artist count?)
Favourite Movies
Man on The Moon (or K-Pax.. that was a good one. So was Phantom of the Opera!))
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Van Halen (or Supertramp, Police.. Rush..)
Favourite Writers
Stephen King (or Agatha Christie)
Favourite Games
Tetris (because it's so mindless, really)
Favourite Gaming Platform
Super Nintendo ^__^
Tools of the Trade
Sounds like I'm back to poetry, the tablet is messing up. :(
Other Interests
Writing, reading, doodling, listening to moldy oldie music.
o_o
For anyone still interested in my art, I've opened a new account: http://logicalnonsense.deviantart.com/ come visit me sometime!
^__^ hopefully I won't get as overwhelmed this time.
Because.. I can.
Human Love - April 13
Sounds like we're all tired of love,
All that mush we might as well just shove.
Our hormones pumping us full with lust,
Emotions that will eventually lead us to bust.
Thinking of all things erotic
Can get to some of us like a narcautic.
x
Sympathy For the Damned - April 20
People tell me not to waste my sympathy,
If only such thoughts were easilly banned.
I thought it would be up to me,
Whether or not I had sympathy for the damned.
x
(Exerpt) Shallow Victory - April 26
I saw you earlier today,
From your smiling face I had to look away.
I just happened to overhear myself say,
"I'll leav
Wow.. I tried to crack into all the things on my watch.. I'm going to need one whole day just to get through the weekly stuff, I think.
I just stuck up 4 poems that I've written with such passion as not seen my be for ages.
"Hands" - about my ex, a few days before I broke up with him. I was pondering over why he's so adamant about getting into the army, and wrote this down as a close description of my thoughts.
"Final Farewell" - also about my ex, sort of a collection of things bothering me after the break up. It made me feel as if I had had a great burden lifted after I had it all down on paper.
"To you, Juliet..." - one about the girl m