LemonyA Poem by Simon WelshI guess I'm not animated enough for this
There's a colourless land on the horizon
I know tomorrow I'll wake up distressed My bedroom light drips light butter hanging by mere cobwebs but still it's all I have to keep the monsters away I don't want to grow up and be a stale, faceless nobody working myself into the ground Everything seems so oversized and strange Eat me, drink me, open the magic door I'm afraid I'll choose wrong and end up back where I belong Or do I deserve to be happy for once? I don't want to grow up and be a boring loser regretting everything I guess I'm not animated enough for this No dream sequence will ever ink me red I'm not above pretending I'm strange because it comes so natural to me I just don't want to age and only believe my days are counting down to no reprieve © 2014 Simon WelshFeatured Review
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