choices

im fed up with negativity

when life will hand me  lemons
i'l display them for a while
and watch the days go crimson red
and smile a bitter smile

and each sweet summer morning
when the sun hides behind clouds
i'l hide under a pile of grief
and swear not to come out

whn the music starts its melody
i'l put some earplugs in
and watch humanity dance
with a foolish all-knowing grin

and who will be the winner
in this mindless joyless fight?
as i peek out with a triumphant smile
from my long and self made night.