for my self

A Poem by Richard

People can be very very fake

all they like

and they can be very very fake

and oftentimes, as much as it is funny

it hurts me to say

insofar as couldbegood and neverever

I feel very embarrassed to be alive in as that is the case

and I find that funny but for different reasons

because I too am a grinning flake

but I have very good fortune in matters of heart

I know, like you, I've been dehumanized

and I liked it, but eventually

had to come down

and assume you could then

than be alive and faced with less than 6 people in my life

who have anything worthwhile to say but are leading up to something

and I embrace what they say because it's like fruit and a waterfall of dreams in a major way that I wake up at all the next day and tell myself today is going to be nice

because I don't have clothes but i'm very naked now good

and dirty but not evil and I care about being clean and dirty and the handful of tears I give once a month no I don't but I would if you had flowers and the thorns were too much

I run away

I always come back

but I stray

but my hearts still intact

you had no idea because you didn't care

if you did you'd care