To the Bored to Death, Sad and Lonely People of This World

we break society's mold

each and everyday

enculturated ideas

in and out of ear

they say you have to be an a*****e

to survive in this world,

to get the girl

yet we smile warmly and go on our lonely way

If only they would take hold of our hand and make the jump

Maybe, Just Maybe they would know

Everything would be okay.

Cry not you hearty souls,

You may not know your purpose,

but you are still beacons of hope.

You go on each day knowing

that tomorrow is another day.

Keep smiling because happiness

You will find when and where you least expect it.

Because everything great starts with a bang

And It's your life so you might as well live it,

we break society's mold each and everyday

And It's your grave so you might as well dig it