Dec 31, 2007 20:12
[I don't write poems that much, nor do I consider myself a poet, but this came naturally to me. I was in a weird mood and it just came out.]
Sad, Mushy Shit
by Matt Kieley
my so-called love life, or lack thereof.
single, always single
not attractive enough
for the pretty girls
not cool enough
for the cool girls
not smart enough
for the smart girls
she is so fucking beautiful
two years is not a crush
books and films
books and films
is what we bond over
she likes two guys
neither are me
another new years alone
no one to kiss
when the ball drops
fuck it, who cares?
If I were an alcoholic
it would be really sad
but I'm always lucid
goodnight and sweet dreams
smiles, smiles
what for?
so sweet
so cool
so right
in my gut
I know he's alright
but it still hurts
that ugly site
an atrocity in
my romantic eyes
I told you once
don't know if you heard me though
you never mentioned it
how humiliating
it still stands
it's still true
I'm here
always have been
always will be
fuck the "L" word
it doesn't do you justice
you transcend it