Discerning Reverie

Discerning Reverie

A Poem by Brandi:)

 

Hello crazy man with the long hair

Why were you born with a lisp?

And your drunk friend with his

soul on edge

He always talks, talks, talks

Oh, Mr. Black Man with your

big blue shoes

Why are you hiding in the background?

You know they give you away

You all laugh as if you're

gunna die tomorrow

And I'm jealous, curious

Teach me your secret

All I do is sit and wait

I am a dreamer

And if all I have are

lies to say

I won't say anything at all

I will sit and wait and

I will laugh

Let's just laugh as if we're

gunna die tomorrow.

© 2009 Brandi:)


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