It's the little things in life that matter.
Little things.
Like a little shard of an excruciating moment
that has the power to burrow under your skin.
A little, shallow sigh you weren't meant to hear.
A small group of bright people
laughing,
but you are not laughing.

“It's the little things!”
Little 'things'
that crawl down your throat at night
and make a heavy home in your stomach.
The little things
that will always find you.
The little things
that seem to soak through every pore.
And you will find yourself
scratching and clawing
and trying to laugh along,
Because life is all about
the little things.

Why do artists **** their arts?
Journalists obey corporate bosses.
Doctors peddle drugs for status.
Lawyers work for robber barons.
Bankers' havens for barons' taxes.
Kings start wars for hefty profits.

Charity's done for the sake of publicity.
Vanity today is a thriving industry.
Shopping's done with borrowed money.
Bankruptcy levels; not seen in history.
From hazardous things; profits aplenty.
Poisoned wells we leave our progeny.

These lunacies have a common cause,
To win 'the rat race'; at any **** rate,
Even earthly mother, we brutally ****!
How much is enough, to be content?
Pharaoh's wealth was greater than most,
But while he drowned, it saved him not.

Instead, strive for a righteous life,
Bonded to mother, free from desire.
For we're not islands, or rats in a race.
And when we stand on Judgement Day,
Our wealth that day will have no say,
Our deeds that day will lead the way.

i'd be the
**** in your garden
just to get your
attention.

I should be happy.

I woke up alive and well,
I should be happy.

I have new books to read,
I should be happy.

I have 490 songs on my iPod,
I should be happy.

I have good grades in school,
I should be happy.

I have friends who I can talk to and fangirl with,
I should be happy.

I'm young, I have my whole life ahead of me,
I should be happy.

I should be happy,
I'm not happy.

(a.d)