Odd Happenings... (A Poem)
Yesterday proved to be a very weird day.
Never knew I could see things that way.
Got early to a job I deeply despise.
I tried to decode the minds of the wise.
Went home to a dusty bed and laid to rest.
Passed out for an hour or two, such a bore.
Sick in the head, sick in the gut once more.
Smoked some cigarettes, filled my faulty lungs.
Watched the news, I hoped God would curse their tounges.
Zoned out, Cut off from the rest of my world, Out of it.
Sitting on my couch I realized that I really felt like shit.
Ex-girlfriend called me up, asked if I wanted to get together.
My brain couldn't ponder the right way to insult her.
Drove around for an hour, two, maybe three.
Felt like I had a ghost in front of me.
Dad's hyped up on downers tonight, please don't snicker.
He thought he was funny, the annoyance grew thicker.
Didn't sleep last night, heart's a beating red.
These days are seen as one as ones to dread.
Never knew I could see things that way.
Got early to a job I deeply despise.
I tried to decode the minds of the wise.
Went home to a dusty bed and laid to rest.
Passed out for an hour or two, such a bore.
Sick in the head, sick in the gut once more.
Smoked some cigarettes, filled my faulty lungs.
Watched the news, I hoped God would curse their tounges.
Zoned out, Cut off from the rest of my world, Out of it.
Sitting on my couch I realized that I really felt like shit.
Ex-girlfriend called me up, asked if I wanted to get together.
My brain couldn't ponder the right way to insult her.
Drove around for an hour, two, maybe three.
Felt like I had a ghost in front of me.
Dad's hyped up on downers tonight, please don't snicker.
He thought he was funny, the annoyance grew thicker.
Didn't sleep last night, heart's a beating red.
These days are seen as one as ones to dread.