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Sometimes I act like 2 years old all over again I sit in sh*t and whine all day Nothing much constructive to say The devil's advocate they say I A I don't know what would you say Just to make my statement stay And then to have it all retold all over again Sometimes I feel like 4 years old all over again There are things I still want to explore But not like when I'm 3 years old When I fit the bobby pin in the electric floor Everything went black and white It put me in a dimension that was spooky And met my idol/maker all over again Sometimes I think I'm 15 years all over again And pack my comb wear my cowboy shirt pull my jeans way down over my boots that hurt And think I've got a life instead of just existing lies that she dreams up about me still all over again All over again I think she'd still love me All over again But, next time not so obsessive All over again I don't need that much protection All over again When I have such supple affection Sometimes I'm 29 years old all over again And can't get drunk enough to relieve the pain that's in my head I'm not suggesting you drink, no jesting There's better thinks for a man to ingest fill your mind with know how Escape the ignorant that rant and rave and roar at me All over again Sometimes I'm 36 I wish all over again With dreams of Jeannie far behind and Charlies Angels jet lagged high I'm using words now just to rhyme The girl that Lucy step-child right Is in my mind still all the time I never had the nerve to die And here I am not 55 and still Wishing I could live my life all over again
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 9:48 AM UTC
All Over Again
Sometimes I act like 2 years old all over again I sit in sh*t and whine all day Nothing much constructive to say The devil's advocate they say I A I don't know what would you say Just to make my statement stay And then to have it all retold all over again Sometimes I feel like 4 years old all over again There are things I still want to explore But not like when I'm 3 years old When I fit the bobby pin in the electric floor Everything went black and white It put me in a dimension that was spooky And met my idol/maker all over again Sometimes I think I'm 15 years all over again And pack my comb wear my cowboy shirt pull my jeans way down over my boots that hurt And think I've got a life instead of just existing lies that she dreams up about me still all over again All over again I think she'd still love me All over again But, next time not so obsessive All over again I don't need that much protection All over again When I have such supple affection Sometimes I'm 29 years old all over again And can't get drunk enough to relieve the pain that's in my head I'm not suggesting you drink, no jesting There's better thinks for a man to ingest fill your mind with know how Escape the ignorant that rant and rave and roar at me All over again Sometimes I'm 36 I wish all over again With dreams of Jeannie far behind and Charlies Angels jet lagged high I'm using words now just to rhyme The girl that Lucy step-child right Is in my mind still all the time I never had the nerve to die And here I am not 55 and still Wishing I could live my life all over again
david-ehrgott
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Nov 3, 2015
Nov 3, 2015 at 9:48 AM UTC
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