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”You’re in a rationality free zone
logic isn’t welcome here
come in with a positive affirmation
on your tongue
and leave your negativity at the door
We don’t believe in God
but today we want to
because it’s an absolute
haven’t you heard
only the good die young”
We’ll pretend nothing bad happens here
grown-ups with a Peter Pan complex
refusing to allow ourselves the full range
of human emotions on the premise
that they just might hurt
Because life shouldn’t be this painful
though I’m not sure who wrote the rule book
on how much life a person has to endure
good or bad or indifferent
before it comes under the definition of fair
And if we’re not being honest here
if we’re not going to say it how it is
because it just might be a little upsetting
despite the fact that dismissing reality
is like smiling through a suicide
what I’m not saying is…
I’m tired of wearing your moods like bruises
and your judgement like a crucifixion
for crimes I haven’t committed
I’m tired of being weighed and measured
to the standards of others like they’re better
because of an accident of birth
I’m tired of being the only one here
subscribing to reality
while you wax and wane over the injustices
of the universe and pray to a god you don’t believe in
for a man you never knew
and tell me that only the good die young
By those standards
I guess you’ll live forever
Though if I died tomorrow
I'm still not sure you'd call me
a good person
© Indie Adams 2014
logic isn’t welcome here
come in with a positive affirmation
on your tongue
and leave your negativity at the door
We don’t believe in God
but today we want to
because it’s an absolute
haven’t you heard
only the good die young”
We’ll pretend nothing bad happens here
grown-ups with a Peter Pan complex
refusing to allow ourselves the full range
of human emotions on the premise
that they just might hurt
Because life shouldn’t be this painful
though I’m not sure who wrote the rule book
on how much life a person has to endure
good or bad or indifferent
before it comes under the definition of fair
And if we’re not being honest here
if we’re not going to say it how it is
because it just might be a little upsetting
despite the fact that dismissing reality
is like smiling through a suicide
what I’m not saying is…
I’m tired of wearing your moods like bruises
and your judgement like a crucifixion
for crimes I haven’t committed
I’m tired of being weighed and measured
to the standards of others like they’re better
because of an accident of birth
I’m tired of being the only one here
subscribing to reality
while you wax and wane over the injustices
of the universe and pray to a god you don’t believe in
for a man you never knew
and tell me that only the good die young
By those standards
I guess you’ll live forever
Though if I died tomorrow
I'm still not sure you'd call me
a good person
© Indie Adams 2014
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