Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
I'm okay in small doses
Everyone laughs and takes me lightly,
If they take me at all.
I'm okay in small doses, but
Skip a day and you fiend for me,
Yet you want nothing to do with me.
I'm not even addicting,
You just know when you're lacking me.
All I am, is simplicity wrapped up
In ugly clothing,
(but not as ugly as you).
My comebacks are lame, and my heart
Beats heavily, like something is wrong.
Everything is wrong,
There is no right.
In my dreams,
Mom gets married to another man,
And he looks nearly the same as dad.
In my dreams,
Dad is fixing the TV,
It's like he never left at all.
In my dreams,
John is playing Madden two thousand and whatever,
Eating a pizza.
In my dreams,
Michelle uses trickery
To get her ways.
In my dreams,
I've always had black hair,
And I've always cried.
(plus I've always been slightly thinner).
Everyone takes me lightly,
Not trying to understand that my humor
Is a veil I wear to protect myself.
It's a veil I wear so that others
Won't see me crying on the inside.
I'm starved for REAL attention.
October 4, 2004
If they take me at all.
I'm okay in small doses, but
Skip a day and you fiend for me,
Yet you want nothing to do with me.
I'm not even addicting,
You just know when you're lacking me.
All I am, is simplicity wrapped up
In ugly clothing,
(but not as ugly as you).
My comebacks are lame, and my heart
Beats heavily, like something is wrong.
Everything is wrong,
There is no right.
In my dreams,
Mom gets married to another man,
And he looks nearly the same as dad.
In my dreams,
Dad is fixing the TV,
It's like he never left at all.
In my dreams,
John is playing Madden two thousand and whatever,
Eating a pizza.
In my dreams,
Michelle uses trickery
To get her ways.
In my dreams,
I've always had black hair,
And I've always cried.
(plus I've always been slightly thinner).
Everyone takes me lightly,
Not trying to understand that my humor
Is a veil I wear to protect myself.
It's a veil I wear so that others
Won't see me crying on the inside.
I'm starved for REAL attention.
October 4, 2004
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I`m okay in small doses
I`m okay in small doses