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Asking myself why and whats wrong with life. Not depressing, I think enlightening. Rhyme |
I had nothing to do and so this was thrown together in I don't know how much time. Its kind of thoughts that have repeated in my head and probably others as well. Anyways, its not my best; I'd kind of like it more if it were separated but I don't know. And seems to end abruptly I think... Please give thoughts and advice. __________________________________________ I sit here unsatisfied And I'm wondering why Maybe its my friends They're pretty nice Though not all get commends What should be my offer price? Maybe its my family They're pretty cool But they undervalue me I'll show them I'm no fool Maybe its my health I'm pretty wholesome Yet I don't feel the wealth 'Guess I'll set a rule of thumb Maybe its my grades They're pretty good I'm a Jack of all trades Yet I don't give all I should So much can be wrong Who can I blame? Who went along? That is me I must name Though others played a part I had brought it on I wasn't exactly smart But now it is dawn: From now on until death, I shall choose cautiously and live ever cloudlessly and never hold my breath I sit here more than satisfied I now know how to fly __________________________________ |