2:56, I'm not feeling too great.
Honestly, life just sucks.
I hate the way I live and walk and talk.
Events wait to shoot me like hockey pucks.
The phone in my pocket starts to ring.
Sigh, I think, dreading the call,
Pick it up, say hello, watch it be awkward.
(It turned out awkward after all.)
Some things were said that brought me down.
I tried, oh I tried to be good.
As things happened to turn out,
Be good I could.
The other end was no happier, no more free,
But at least mildly comforted and logical with me.
As we said goodbye, my life had been changed.
3:14 my angst had rearranged.
No longer were my choices and situation bad,
In fact, of my decisions I am rather glad.
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