Saturday, April 30, 2011

When Dr Suess Attacks

My heart is open
But you were too blind to see
You think you can do better
Better than me?

I laugh with joy
Knowing your roads always end
Not really, Never wanted the worst for you
I just like playing make pretend

Hey, You like playing make pretend
But you try to make it look real
You think you are amazing
You think you have appeal

I just know
The difference of what is fake
And what is real
What has been kept alive
And what has been killed

Ah, Don’t confuse this with arrogance
Don’t confuse this with belligerence
Just me being bittersweet my dear
Ok, Ok I admit the amusement is thick here

You are a living breathing whacked out limerick
The feeder of pricks
The victim of an enduring practical joke
The molester of hope

The sun says what?
The moon says when?
You number your expectations all the way up
You alphabetize your men

You think you are in control
But deep down you even
Know that is a lie
They know all of your weaknesses
And the biggest weakness, Tada, Your pride

Yes, Pride is good
That is true
But yours my dear
Is much larger than
A mountaintop view

No, I don’t hate you
Just feeling at ease
Knowing when you cut me down
All of the bullshit went up to your knees

And it keeps filling up
And then you swim
The jerk line keeps growing
Ah, Just look at their shit eating grins

Ha, I laughed when you told me
That I was not your type
For that I feel the comfort of knowing
That you were right, All is alright

Your life is like Dr Suess on crack
This is not just an opinion
This is a fact

You fucked up
And now you know
Look at you now
You no longer have a soul

A puppet, That is you
The slave of fools
Do you still hold yourself
To the highest of standards?
Or has your ego been bruised?

Now if your humble
Let me be your guide
To finding true love
To finding a real stand up kind of guy

Don’t you hide
Take yourself for a magical ride
On the magic carpet of true love
To the place where over inflated egos die

You are beautiful, When you are not a bitch
Just stop feeding the egos
Of all the egotistical pricks

I wish you well
As you venture away from your own personal hell

Be my friend
You be the boat
I will be the sail

I wish you happiness
I wish you a true fairy tale
I wish you all the love in the world
Living happily ever after
In a life made of kindness and care


Hey Miss, Say what aisle is the soap on? Gulp


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
4/30/11

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