Absent Minded
Insufficient funds
I fall down for you
like a sign you were coming
to crack my ribs
and feel the pain
for you to come around\
and for me to fall in love with you
leave me here with a broken heart when youre done
and this mental anguish
that there is nothing i can do
What were you to think
i decorated my walls with torn out magazine clippings
and calendars from previous years
what were you to think
i have nothing
and nothing to offer
and half the time when im done paying my bills
and go to buy groceries
a message comes up
and it says insufficient funds
You said you wanted to help me with my problems
but you see now that youre gone they are worse
i took down and rearranged the magazine models on my walls
and bought some clocks
put up a mirror and a mask on my wall
and alrewady im at insufficient funds
I can't afford to decorate my home
does that make me incapable of love
not able to work
not like loving you would be a full time job
but even with my broken ribs
you were the best painkiller
and now im here and you are gone
never to see me again
and my heart keeps aching in side my broken ribs
and i miss you
im a stupid guy
one who does stupid things
with a stupid heart
with stupid feelings
and here i am standing in line to buy my groceries
with no idea
i have insuffiecient funds but about to find out
this is just a day in the week of the months
in my really interesteing life
i dont know if you meant the three words to me
but i said them to you
and i knew it was going to be a shakesperean tragedy
You said you wanted to help me out with my problems
and your gone now
long before you found out i have friend who calls himself Satan
or many friends who have served in different armies
long before you knew of anything of me
and what my problems were
you were gone
I'll survive
I just want to know why god would give me physical pain
heartache
and mental anguish
all at the same time
and my only friends are either in the military
or have names like Angel or Satan
its not like im getting paid for my reality freud
just insufficient funds
maybe i'll pray to cupid to put his arrows away
ask zeus for a favor
fathom what it would be like
if i was living a life where when i talked to the tv
it didnt become a reality
and im not the center stage of every propoganda and conspiracy
but insufficient funds
i am too poor to decorate my house
or to love
all i get to do is feel pain
with no days off
like a sign you were coming
to crack my ribs
and feel the pain
for you to come around\
and for me to fall in love with you
leave me here with a broken heart when youre done
and this mental anguish
that there is nothing i can do
What were you to think
i decorated my walls with torn out magazine clippings
and calendars from previous years
what were you to think
i have nothing
and nothing to offer
and half the time when im done paying my bills
and go to buy groceries
a message comes up
and it says insufficient funds
You said you wanted to help me with my problems
but you see now that youre gone they are worse
i took down and rearranged the magazine models on my walls
and bought some clocks
put up a mirror and a mask on my wall
and alrewady im at insufficient funds
I can't afford to decorate my home
does that make me incapable of love
not able to work
not like loving you would be a full time job
but even with my broken ribs
you were the best painkiller
and now im here and you are gone
never to see me again
and my heart keeps aching in side my broken ribs
and i miss you
im a stupid guy
one who does stupid things
with a stupid heart
with stupid feelings
and here i am standing in line to buy my groceries
with no idea
i have insuffiecient funds but about to find out
this is just a day in the week of the months
in my really interesteing life
i dont know if you meant the three words to me
but i said them to you
and i knew it was going to be a shakesperean tragedy
You said you wanted to help me out with my problems
and your gone now
long before you found out i have friend who calls himself Satan
or many friends who have served in different armies
long before you knew of anything of me
and what my problems were
you were gone
I'll survive
I just want to know why god would give me physical pain
heartache
and mental anguish
all at the same time
and my only friends are either in the military
or have names like Angel or Satan
its not like im getting paid for my reality freud
just insufficient funds
maybe i'll pray to cupid to put his arrows away
ask zeus for a favor
fathom what it would be like
if i was living a life where when i talked to the tv
it didnt become a reality
and im not the center stage of every propoganda and conspiracy
but insufficient funds
i am too poor to decorate my house
or to love
all i get to do is feel pain
with no days off
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