This may not rhyme
But look closer, maybe
You will see that the shape
Intertwines around
And adds shape you never saw
Perhaps it is centered on the right
And perhaps it's really on the left
You don't really care, just like
You shouldn't care what I say
Early in the morning before I think
Very well about anything
I think it's a better idea
To wait until after lunch
When I can think well
Or, at least, better than
Very, very early in the morn.
Be confused. Be very confused.
I wish I could play piano better.
But the four or five pieces that I used to know
Are difficult to remember sometimes
Especially when I don't have the sheet music
And I just wish I was better than I am.
Lines wrap around the crafted words
And I wonder if I'm crazy
But I obviously am not
Because crazy people don't feel like this
If I was crazy, would you know?
Would you care?
The degradation of a soul
Slowly
My Ctrl key gets stuck
Maybe that's my problem in life, do you think?
I thought it would be easier, but it's not
I really thought I'd know better once I arrived
But it feels like I've never been here before
Maybe the times before were not as bad
And the 'experience' I thought I had
Isn't doing me any good at all.
It's getting better though, you know
And maybe it would have started being easier
A long time ago, if I had been polite
And sensible in the way I treated you
As it is, all I've done today is rant
And I'm not sure if it has anything to do
With you.
But no.
