insomnia prevails
wide awake. here's a poem from the wee hours of night because i wanted to. directed at no one person in particular. take it as you like and feel free to criticize.
Don't cry,
it serves no purpose
stop
trying
To Be An Original:
it only makes you look FAKE
NO ONE is
An individual:
only a carbon copy of a precursor
your Life:
DoEs;
nOt;
SUCK;
it's actually quite GREAT
so,
Stop your fucking moaning and bitching
there is no need to be so Irate
Depressed?
take some Prozac...
relaxed?
Good,
now where's your mind at?!
Put on
A happy FACE; NO ONE
really wants to know I don't
CARE
My thoughts ARE probably WrOnG so are YOURS
i scribbled a whole bunch of thoughts onto a paper and put my favorite together that is the result...
Don't cry,
it serves no purpose
stop
trying
To Be An Original:
it only makes you look FAKE
NO ONE is
An individual:
only a carbon copy of a precursor
your Life:
DoEs;
nOt;
SUCK;
it's actually quite GREAT
so,
Stop your fucking moaning and bitching
there is no need to be so Irate
Depressed?
take some Prozac...
relaxed?
Good,
now where's your mind at?!
Put on
A happy FACE; NO ONE
really wants to know I don't
CARE
My thoughts ARE probably WrOnG so are YOURS
i scribbled a whole bunch of thoughts onto a paper and put my favorite together that is the result...