Friends fade into the common wave,
lost in their naiveté,
the days change the blame stays,
so on they go,
about their ways, insides rot.
Slave to the poison of their own creation,
oozing from their brain,
fragranting their breath,
voice saps life from their vicinity,
complaining insults, cease not.
Listening ears burn with rage,
and herald a life of ease,
free from lowly and lofty self-hate,
that self-feed such a disease,
ally ignores, rapeful ramblings never stop.
Ears cool and learn to let them fade,
from friend to cohort to stranger to slave,
happily hateful world workers,
stressfully loving their blightful lives,
patter of greater prosperity, zot but a prop.
Categories:
stressfully,
Form: Epic
How is it great to wakeup in the morning
Without thinking stressfully about you
How is it wonderful to go shopping
without telling you what you buying and where to go
How is it relaxing to laugh with people
Without you telling me not to do
How is it nice to wear my mini skirt
Without you telling me, you are wearing this to who?
How is it peaceful to say its white when it's white
Without you obstinately calling the white blue
How is it just fine to walk my road
Without your people stalking me through
How is it easy to walk my door
Without you stepping on my shoe
That was not love I don't know what is sick
Is it your love or you?!
we are better off separated
I'll sing Usher's song for you
You should listen to it over and over
Because everyword in that song is so true
You should just forget about me
Because love isn't for me and you
Categories:
stressfully, loveme, song, love, me,
Form: Rhyme