happy thoughts happy pictures happy photographs
fleeting across the landscape of my brain
smiling faces smiling people smiling photographs
floating across like bubbles in the rain
joyful hearts joyful souls joy filled photographs
i wanna sing i wanna dance i want to laugh
for once in i don’t know how long
i actually feel like i belong
unpacking my things
letting down my guard
doesn’t feel so wrong
in this warm cozy sunny wonderful world
where each bird saliently sings his soliloquy
to the young skipping freckled girls…
with playful fuzzy puppies and flowering flowers
and no black killing disease
where fluttering butterflies and cotton clouds
surf whirling waves of sunshine
in the laughing afternoon vanilla breeze
happy thoughts happy pictures
shit they’re all gone
wtf happened?
the smiles nope and the bubbles all popped
they’re just wet fucking circles on the dirty ground
i wanted to stay there you assholes—let me go
you bind my hands and take my pants
and stab my arms instead
I’m confused
was i hurting anyone
was i being a threat to society
i wasn’t jumping off a building or anything
they hold me down but don’t talk to me
this is my reality.
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