I'm here to tell you
That there is
Really nothing

On this planet
To get excited about

Friends are fun
Nature is beautiful

But it's kind of
One big empty place

And people say this
And that

And here comes
Another day

Am I doing okay?

I spent alot of time alone
And I write these poems

I'm on my own schedule
Head in the clouds

And now I'm watching
Old Bond movies

Why?
Not sure why

Questions are usually
Followed by more questions

I would like
To go to Tibet
But I'm so poor

So I'll spend
In the local mountains

I'm not looking
For a full time job

Part time
Suits me fine

And I'm not moving out
I'll be here
Until society collapses
Or the end of days

Or until I'm old
Whichever of those three
Comes first

Oh you know
Life is some type of joke