Lemons

When anybody gives you lemons...

 -“When life gives you lemons… make lemonade? What if life gives you limes?”

 

-“That is the most retarded thing I have ever heard. Shut up.”

 

 

Carefully placed… in a world where nothing ever changes,

No evidence to say that you’re any different from the strangers.

Pardon you, pardon me for expected life to hold something worthwhile to see,

But instead presented with same ol’, same old, same ol’ day.

You’re still caught in the fray, you’ll be tangled up every single day,

Every single month, every single year, every single life that you live,

And the pain that you feel is all you get in return for everything you give.

Your name is the picture, your actions the frame.

But no matter what you do all our photos all look the same.

You look around and see the world is gray, and life is redundant.

You look around and you see that the people are colorful and love is abundant.

How could this be? Why can’t they see? Why can’t they feel the same answer as me?

You reply to yourself; “Because different is all we’ll ever be.”

So I keep that in the back of my rose tinted mind for all these souls that I find,

Wondering every time if they understand that life isn’t kind.

Maybe I’m a pessimist or maybe I’m crazy,

I guess we won’t know until I’m just another patch of daises.

Another life that I’ll live, some more understanding that I’ll give.

People running and bustling like rats scurrying around close to the ground,

Too absorbed in their lives to even care while they smile or they frown.

You call me insane because I don’t sit still and I don’t play your games,

That’s a shame you don’t give a s**t,

zero information that needs to be retained,

“you all look the same”

as a result there is no life to maintain.

“A picture without a frame isn’t a picture at all”

A master of pathological investments,

Yet over and over they ignore the assessments,

Go against the grain and go for the fame.

But when the bullshit is recessed and the damaged assessed,

They’ll all see that you’re really not the best.

“Don’t worry man here’s a place where you’re safe.”

All the secrets stay the same,

And you will never have to change.

It’s called Earth, it’s called life would you like to play a game?

 

- “When life gives you lemons throw them in the garbage and give life the finger because that’s a s****y gift. Lemons? What kind of retard gives somebody fruit? F**k lemons.”

Author's Note

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Reviews

[~Mary Ann~]

This is an honest write! Simply not rose colored at all. I do have to sigh a bit as I read it as it is a dose of reality... But one always hopes that things will get better. It is the hope that keeps us moving forward and having to deal with what you have. Yes, if life gives you lemons, what are you going to do? Work with what you have.. make lemonade.. Though you have a more colorful solution! (lol). I enjoyed reading your thoughts...

Oh and when life gives you limes? You make limeade.. *Big smile* :o)

[Nely Amorim]

it's hard not to have pessimistic thoughts in this day and age.. i totally hear you. Good write.