March 7, 2008
Being happy is the saddest thing I have ever tried to do
Disappointed at how
Every other thing came to be
So much supposedly changed
But more have stayed the same
Shame-soaked names
And unwitting acts of desperation
All of which merit pity
Pathetic and mock-worthy
No lessons learned
The blind still blind
Faking being oblivious
because we can
Holding on to what isn't there
Trying to grasp a sliver of the past
In place of the wonder of the future
All in fear and in doubt
What if we were wrong?
What if this shouldn't have happened?
What do we do then?
Who do we turn to when all is gone?
Being happy is the saddest thing
I will ever have to do
And yet here I am
Clear and level...
Ready for what comes along
Learning from all the wrong
Sweet goodbyes not needed
Only solitude in forgetting
Every other thing came to be
So much supposedly changed
But more have stayed the same
Shame-soaked names
And unwitting acts of desperation
All of which merit pity
Pathetic and mock-worthy
No lessons learned
The blind still blind
Faking being oblivious
because we can
Holding on to what isn't there
Trying to grasp a sliver of the past
In place of the wonder of the future
All in fear and in doubt
What if we were wrong?
What if this shouldn't have happened?
What do we do then?
Who do we turn to when all is gone?
Being happy is the saddest thing
I will ever have to do
And yet here I am
Clear and level...
Ready for what comes along
Learning from all the wrong
Sweet goodbyes not needed
Only solitude in forgetting
Posted by yabs on March 7, 2008 at 02:18 PM | Comments
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