The Joke I'M Not Telling
pointless
building a mystery for tomorrow
only to break out of routine
try to be surprised
find a way to get away from blind leading the blind
a way for them to see
the riddle that makes them smarter
the one you can't tell properly
they must figure out on their own
then figure out their answer
leads me to the disasterpiece of how pointless it is
life seems to be like that
covering up its pointlessness
a routine of man's plan
caught in the middle of demon's listening in
to the instructions of how to write the instructions
for the angels
upon the mirrors for them to memorise
so it can dance upon the head of a pin
whirlwind
whirlwind
do you know what you did
when you said you planned to fail
you signed up for that box in the sky
to perfect it one at a time
the grace of it all
and die laughing like supervillians
the ignorance
the bliss
the sin
and innocence of the joke we are about to become
that i am just not telling
The instructions for the angel to memorise
the hole in the plan the demons fall for again
the confusion of it all
sick sense of humor
and you say your not spoiled rotten
then why am i the only one crying to be the only one laughing
never mind I dont understand the way it was written
illustrating the mystery working of backwards logic
proof in the pudding of blame games
and super imaginative godlike children
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