Mostly

I could dance and sing

though dark eyes were

there

Doing there sting

You thought is was fine

to enjoy life

until it was

not okay

You are not one of us

was the song returned

For your pleasure

You should be

punished

And that makes perfect

sense.

Take a step back..

We have a real problem: Us.

A wo(man) runs on a cement path every morning, yea..

Then one day a rock is tripped on that was not ever there!

The person begins to cuss loudly at the inanimate object!

WTF!

Shit happens..

If anything went wrong it is probably my fault..

Yes I did it.

I am responsible.

Because of me there are locusts.

And your first born was killed by an angel.

Now I am able to rule the world .

And own all the money.

But this remains odd.

So I am sorry.

No tears in this.

The creepy thing

Interests of yours

Of forgotten dreams

And in the day

You are blind and

stupid

enough to drink wine

you wish life were

a party

full of laughing

but we all got

feel stupid.

The times you could

scream

Pain in the ass

falls away for a while

at imaginary places

where mermaids arrive

in the eyes of

sailors.