We are equal people
We are all hopeful
Waiting to be forgotten
Just so we can age rotten
But we keep it in
We can't go and sing
Can't let it out
Can't let that tree sprout
Cause a forest will grow full of memories
You'd call it a halarity
Others would call it pity
I'd just cut it down and pollute my mind
Just trying to get it found....or is it find?
Forget it
Reset it
Just go and be a second class citizen
Left alone
No stone
To drown me
How dare she
Leave thee
Forgotten without love
Without the crows or the doves
No references of the truth
While you go and hit me in the tooth
Beat me up
Leave me stuck
No choice
No poise
Bo reason to commit this kind of treason
No story to tell
As my mind fell
I'm losing my mind
It's beginning to grind
(Away)
A stray in this city
Your city
What a pity
Kind of shitty
Without you
Not thinking through
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts from an Idiot
Poetryyou must be stupid if you don't understand what this peice of writing is about, please refer to the title
