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ode to the mundane
I’m so bored
I want to blow your brains out
when did you become so mundane?
While I look at you – envious
your normality makes me want to cry
‘cause I know that I’ll never have that
and a part of me wonders
why I would want to live
in a conformists dream
though you were always destined
for an easier life
with your uncomplicated ways
And it’s hard now to imagine
that we used to be friends
when we’ve no longer got
anything in common
and my fake smile hurts me
‘cause I’m finding it hard
to be genuinely happy for you
while I’m stuck in non-conformist misery
still trying to find my way
Though it’s better than lying
while aspiring to a white picket fence
that I’d just paint in blood
during one of my more imaginative moods
© Indie Adams 2012
I want to blow your brains out
when did you become so mundane?
While I look at you – envious
your normality makes me want to cry
‘cause I know that I’ll never have that
and a part of me wonders
why I would want to live
in a conformists dream
though you were always destined
for an easier life
with your uncomplicated ways
And it’s hard now to imagine
that we used to be friends
when we’ve no longer got
anything in common
and my fake smile hurts me
‘cause I’m finding it hard
to be genuinely happy for you
while I’m stuck in non-conformist misery
still trying to find my way
Though it’s better than lying
while aspiring to a white picket fence
that I’d just paint in blood
during one of my more imaginative moods
© Indie Adams 2012
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