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The bright side of suffering (My twisted opinion)
I dont know what its like to be in your shoes,
but i'm not willing to walk a mile in them.
I dont know what its like behind closed doors,
but i'd rather keep them shut.
Call me ignorant if you must.. Call me selfish if you will.
hey, you might as well call me blind.
You see i have troubles just like you do..
its just i would rather not a d v e r t i s e.
I thought about pessimism, and i guess i gave it a shot.
But i could not help but laugh at the mess i created for myself,
"I'm a fail" haha i'd rather not.
They say that the grass isn't always greener on the other side,
But whats wrong with a little drought?
I'm glad that not everything is so fucking perfect..
what is question without doubt?
Yeah i'm young.. what would i know? i'm just so immature.
"the joke is on you, it always has been" i find it better to ignore.
Hell yeah i wear a smile, when i always see you cry.
I'm not cold hearted, i'm not insane.
its just that i would rather not waste my time.
you see, i look at the bright side of suffering,
rather than to identify life as tragety.
there is always someone that has it worse than you do...
so consider yourself lucky...
I may come across as a satis,
someone who has no feeling toward those hurting.
and i guess your right... i dont.
Nor do i dwell on the fear of change.
But the world doesnt stop turning.
For you, For me, for anyone.
which is why i am the way i am.
Take a hit, dive if you must, move on
this is how i've always been.
and you'll have to walk a mile in my shoes,
to even understand what i am talking about..
But the truth is i dont want you to..
i wrote this poem when i was an an angry kid in grade nine... who didn't
really care about other people's problems... or for my own.. i just
laughed everything off and made out that nothing affected me.. or so it
seemed.
such as life...
but i'm not willing to walk a mile in them.
I dont know what its like behind closed doors,
but i'd rather keep them shut.
Call me ignorant if you must.. Call me selfish if you will.
hey, you might as well call me blind.
You see i have troubles just like you do..
its just i would rather not a d v e r t i s e.
I thought about pessimism, and i guess i gave it a shot.
But i could not help but laugh at the mess i created for myself,
"I'm a fail" haha i'd rather not.
They say that the grass isn't always greener on the other side,
But whats wrong with a little drought?
I'm glad that not everything is so fucking perfect..
what is question without doubt?
Yeah i'm young.. what would i know? i'm just so immature.
"the joke is on you, it always has been" i find it better to ignore.
Hell yeah i wear a smile, when i always see you cry.
I'm not cold hearted, i'm not insane.
its just that i would rather not waste my time.
you see, i look at the bright side of suffering,
rather than to identify life as tragety.
there is always someone that has it worse than you do...
so consider yourself lucky...
I may come across as a satis,
someone who has no feeling toward those hurting.
and i guess your right... i dont.
Nor do i dwell on the fear of change.
But the world doesnt stop turning.
For you, For me, for anyone.
which is why i am the way i am.
Take a hit, dive if you must, move on
this is how i've always been.
and you'll have to walk a mile in my shoes,
to even understand what i am talking about..
But the truth is i dont want you to..
i wrote this poem when i was an an angry kid in grade nine... who didn't
really care about other people's problems... or for my own.. i just
laughed everything off and made out that nothing affected me.. or so it
seemed.
such as life...
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