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Why Not

4/26/21



No
Don't blow up my phone
With nonsense
Such hateful comments
So quick to take things out of context

On a nightly basis, I smoke and drink until I am unconscious
While close and far from flying objects
In a world full of harmless things or toxins
The process is constant
Not all grasp such a concept

Got all these pals
None of which are gals
Why not?
 I got
 A good heart and soul, it isn't foul
I'm wise like an owl
Toward the moon I howl
All the while remaining on the prowl
I can't understand how
Not a single woman cares about me now

It's no rumor
In it many find humor

Always thinking that it makes them cooler
They're so fast to call an honest man a loser
In person or behind a computer

Now I'm a drug user
And alcohol abuser
Struggling to establish success for my future
Still I remain a trooper

Only one to blame is myself
No one else

Truth be told
It's getting old
Taking it's toll
Been feeling cold
And falling into a black hole
Struggling to get a grip and hold
All the while not trying to fold
Or be another who sold their soul
Until I realized what I had to offer was gold

Funny to you because you got all this money
And are sitting there all comfy
Like life is so lovely
You don't know me at all, yet you're so quick to judge me
I don't tolerate that behavior because it's ugly
People like you I call a dummy
Since you want to act all entitled and funky
Don't be suprised if the outcome turns out bloody
Never do I rely on being lucky
I've got to stay at it, or I'll get rusty
In multiple ways I'm hungry
Continuing to study
Yet to be a discovery
They say there is something below and above me
Without absolute proof, too many just believe
I've always been trying to live sucker-free
Close and far from shrubbery
Always been in the coventry
In a world with far too much puppetry

Copyright © Dalton Ogletree | Year Posted 2021

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