11.30.2009

I'm gonna write a wank poem: Attempt 1.

Time: 5:12am

Okay, i gave poems a try once. They sucked. And this one will too.
But who gives a fuck.

Perhaps it is true, everything will flow after all
Perhaps all these sleepless nights reading thinking doodling working studying will pay off well
Perhaps everything does happen for a reason after all
Perhaps the person who'm i care about can see through and understand the good and the bad within me.
Perhaps the person and people whom i share part of my life with will be able to see right pass these crazy parts of Me
Perhaps there are still some love left despite..
Perhaps there are still some good souls around out about waiting waiting waiting
Perhaps the sun will wash away our worries and our negativities
Perhaps the sun will never rise.

Perhaps all these good fun times, the laughter and the madness do serve us a hefty purpose
Perhaps all these hardship stress struggle fight is worth it at the end of it all
Perhaps all those nights of crying and staring at the ceiling full of
imaginary stars will stay embedded in me all my life with a big fat smile
Perhaps poverty and starvation in this world could deplete after all
Perhaps there will be a revolution if we all could finally come together
Perhaps if we could all feel more this world could be a slightly better place
Perhaps..
Perhaps we could wash away our fears and really just live this life

Perhaps i could live my life without the fear of ruining others.

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