I Alone
All I ever wanted was to listen to my Rock'n'Roll. Too bad you think I need a shot of Demerol. Is this all we people really now seek? More so, the lost, worthless and weak. How can I be sane, when I know I'm mundane? I know I'm powerful with words that leave me insane; but can I stop what's circulating through my brain? Oh yea, I'm not in a gang, but I play my giving music loud -- I never knew conformity was part of being with your crowd. I try not to judge, but it's your well-being that makes me nervous. Join me and the "Electric ream", the thought of a psycho-circus! Though the truth of a tree lies beneath its roots; and if you ever decide to chop it down, it will be my stoop. That is my foundation, my own personal stumbling block I use the seed of its core to signify what you mock. the leaves of my tree are dead and withered away. Maybe the right time of the right season will soon come my way. To reach your peak of total enlightenment, then you must confess; the reason why society labels you, and puts you in a dress! I put and vent my anger through words, while you weak individuals resort to swords! You can repeat these words in a poem, or a song; For I can carry my own weight and stay strong all day long!!
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