Natural Disaster
please don't break the lil bird's wing
with your contagious suffering
cocaine, heroin and caffeine you avoid
just nasty thoughts to fill each void
a great giant hole once housed your brain
actually caught the last train
what about the lil fish not yet afloat
has emotions growing as you bloat
this stuff is just as strong
up to you to help them to belong
we offer you family
even if our name is not Emily
as you rule from your bed of a throne
acting like a forgotten old crone
neglecting your knight of nights
selfish, pitiful stomping on other's rights
every one wants to be in Paris for the spring
but we go on and see what our reality may bring
once I thought pity was my desire from others
finally stopped and changed my druthers
not what I really wanted at all
learned how to stand tall
it does not appear like magik
sorry you gotta work it, I know ,tragic
just get a grip
everyone is not here to trip
you up or take anything away
try our best to love you each day
I know you wanna fight
cause that's what you learned as right
but this is not back then
time to begin again
You have everything and more
your depression is such a bore
look around at the world that you can touch
compared to some you have so much
some peeps would kill
if only your shoes they could feel
stop being so freaking rude
doesn't work with your thin veil of prude
the powerful, the pathetic
most dangerous kind of ick........
Copyright © Kristi Hayner | Year Posted 2011
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