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Apr 2020
Oh yeah I am not crazy
Oh yeah I am not crazy
Even if I used to do the bbq
At the footy as a volunteer
I didn’t care if I had money
Just wanted to bbq at the footy
You see I wanted to change myself
From being a problem person
To a mature adult
And I wanted everyone at the footy
To talk to me the way they spoke
To my mate Patrick
I wanted to be like Patrick
I Koke I should be myself
But I wanted to be like Patrick
He used to like to help people
But he was different because
He wanted money
I just wanted everyone to like me
Because I was such a fucken ****
As a kid
I fought my dad when he tried to help me
I argued with my brother
Even if he helped me too
So I volunteered everywhere
At the footy Aussie rules and soccer
And I worked at vinnies where every Christmas I was Santa Claus
Because I wanted to say sorry to the kids for being nasty
I gave them lollies and I gave them teddy bears
But I ain’t a paedo I just want to be normal
I volunteered at the masters games
And I met dawn fraser
I was in a beard not knowing
How to use a razor
I believe I was Santa in my previous life I had a home in Antarctica before
Athena sent the blizzard
I wanted to be liked by the adults
I wanted to be like Patrick and my dad
I wanted to joke around with workers
I wanted to have fun at Christmas parties and dress up as Santa for the kids like a normal helpful man
I wanted my dad to treat me like a normal person
I worked at the rainbow
Which is a place for the mentally ill
In Canberra
I cooked for them
I washed up
Took out the trash
Writing poetry
All for no pay
It was a volunteer job
I enjoyed it it was fun
I went on holidays where I was
Known as their little helper
I also was known as the little helper at the footy
I wanted to work but I found paid work hard because they are strict and
Harsh I can’t cope with the people saying work harder
I have never got paid for my acting gigs and poetry slam as well
But I want a proper job hopefully o will do the same and get money
Rather than selling my art at trash and trash and treasure that will make art un fun
And I want life to be fun
I wanted to be nice
I was getting fitter for no money
But I actually had a life
I want a normal job
Rather than take fucken orders for people for art
That takes the fun out of art
Written by
johnny georgy brown
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