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Brett Palmero Jul 2016
It takes three things to be happy
This life decides to torture us though
Two at a time it says, a thing of cruelty
For we only get to give life one go
Because of this impossible is serenity
Time, money, and energy

We begin life with an open mind
All the time we need to run free
Fast as we have energy combined
But to go at all we must pay a fee
With money we don’t have you see
Time, money, and energy

Now we are older and working
All this money to spend on us
Still have our youth to keep running
But no time, back to work we must
Caged by responsibility no longer free
Time, money, and energy

Life coming to a close, show ending
We have our fortune earned and ready
No more work, time to be spending
Alas no more energy to keep steady
Our bones ache, our youth lost at sea
Time, money, and energy

Is happiness made to be impossible?
Well that’s the funny thing really
Happiness is easily the most affordable
With 2 colours we can paint life artfully
Creating our happiness, a thing of beauty
Time, money, and energy
Brett Palmero Jul 2016
I hear them like the wind
They whistle pain and terror
I always feel like I sinned
Like my life is an error
Making me hide behind a mask
Shatter these voices like glass

They tell me she doesn’t love me
And that one mistake and it’s over
Sending me off, lost at sea
But I know she is my true lover
My relief from life’s lambaste
Shatter these voices like glass

More they whisper that I am alone
That my friends lie and are fake
But I know not to listen to this drone
Because to their words I awake
Realizing life isn’t some hellish task
Shatter these voices like glass

Imbecile! Idiot! Failure! Wrong!
I hear them scream causing conflict
But really I realize that all along
I don’t need to be perfect
For I am a human who does matter
Perfect glass I choose to SHATTER!
All my life I've thought I had to be perfect for everyone because if I wasn't they'd forget the love me back. Ironically I was tryharding at life. With the help of those who love me I realize love isn't that fickle. I had these voices who would tell me I was making mistakes every step of the way and coupled with my perfectionism, I ended up breaking. Those voices are from perfect sculptures of glass that I tried to be but I know better.
Brett Palmero Jul 2016
Every moment is so small and brief
Yet is worth more than one can fathom
Sometimes joy, other times grief
A lot of the time it can be random

I wonder if the bad and good balances
And everyone is meant to live equally
Thinking like that has consequences
And I don’t have time for that really

So I choose to be selfish, make life mine
To make myself more important than others
If it all leads to happiness, isn't that fine?
Can I float along, not a leaf but as a feather?
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
I put on a mask that differs from reality
So I can become someone I’m not
I say “I’m afraid of how they’ll judge the real me”
But actually the person I was I forgot
So I choose to forge a new image
Whatever I was before has been lost
The person before is unneeded baggage
Forward I move, a new world crossed
I laugh and am happier than before
This mask has given me a new life
No longer is living a pain, a chore
Yet beneath the mask is strife
I go to take off the mask, ready for disgrace
But find only the touch of my own face
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
A reckless nature, the seed of disaster
Impulsive at heart, chaos flowing
In a world of mayhem I am master
My first instinct always showing
Who cares it's not my bullet bit
All because I feel like it

The universe even knows the truth
That to stay alive we need chaos
To create disorder and keep our youth
Destroy harmony, the fool's oasis
I hate this world, every piece meant to fit
All because I feel like it

Entropy a euphemism for discord
Actions meant to dictated by instinct
A message so loud it brings down the Lord
From his seat he creates order so distinct
I feel compelled to make even his will submit
All because I feel like it

It’s madness that’s come over me
To want to break the perfect machinery
That moves like a mind in harmony
It’s a want for a change in scenery
For a need is too easy to permit
All because I feel like it

Is it a sin to live and act on a whim?
To forgo all thought and just do
Thinking leads to an outcome grim
Even if logic says I’ll come through
I’d rather blank and go for the hit
All because I feel like it

Impulsiveness is known to be for fools
But for me it’s an escape from reality
For I become different than the tools
That move the machine so carefree
I continue to act my way, never quit
All because I feel like it
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
An easy breeze on a hot day
A free apple off of a tree
These are the little things in life
We don't ask nor do we give,
They just happen and we go on
The little things aren't given second thought
But they give us a little smile everyday,
Enjoy things in life that just happen
Because one day we won't see them
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
Following friends and family one moment
Next alone in a crowd,
Where have they gone, what have I done?
What can I do, where can I go?
Spin in circles hoping for a glimpse
Lost and alone I wander,
As I walk people laugh and have fun
I can do that no longer, not here
For I am lost and can't find my way
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