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A talk with my Sadness
Today I woke up
And found a friendly kind of sadness
Sitting on my bed
It petted my head
Like I was a lost puppy
And lured me into its lap
With *****, familiar feelings
It spoke with sympathy
It laughed with mockery
And whispered words that tugged at my tears
As it spoke:
"What were you doing out there all alone?
How far did you get this time?"
"Aw, that's cute, that' really cute. Well, here we are again huh?
Not even what 6 months later?"
I'm not judging."
"Look can we get "real" for a second?"
"Whether you want to admit it or not,
you need me."
"I mean you don't exactly make it easy on yourself, do you?
Getting your self up on these high hopes that things will be different."
"You're not like the rest of them.
You don't get the same things they do.
You're just going to keep disappointing yourself."
"And that just doesn't make you feel good huh?"
"Well I'm not going to lie to you, I'm not going to make you feel good either."
"But I'm not going to make you feel as bad."
"Not only can I shelter you from yourself but when you're all alone others can't exactly hurt you, can they?"
"So let's just cut all this crap and come back to me."
"You knew you were going to.
You knew this was how it was always going to end.
Are you really even surprised I'm here?
What else did you expect?"
"I may not have his hugs or his words or his smile, but neither do you."
"We deserve each other"
"You deserve me."
Is it that obvious I'm sad?
Rick the shoe shine boy
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