"Issues" Poem *Best*
I start my day with a fight, and transition using comedy.
I end my day being right, but I still end it using an apology.
I think sarcasm helps me get through a lot of smoke.
I mean, when I am insulted it’s a joke,
When I get punched, it’s my folk,
When I get cursed, it’s a “misspoke”,
And when I am alone, I explode.
It’s a really fun lifestyle I am living.
I always love saying sorry and forgiving.
I always love being by cowardness driven.
See! Sarcasm is always fitting.
What’s missing? Nothing I’m not grinning it’s a smile
If it isn’t, then what have I been doing for a while?
Those are not tears those aren’t mine.
I AM NOT JUST SHOUTING, I AM NOT HOSTILE
I mean, when I look in the mirror, I don’t see tears.
I don’t see fears, no read ears, nothing appears.
I don’t see red, But instead,
I see the whitest of heads
I see someone so alive, that he just wants to be dead
I see someone hurt by some of the words you might have “said”
“Said”, “Say”, “Saying”; I am unsure I lost count
I mean,
End today obeying, maybe they hear your sound
Because,
A friend may weigh in but they won’t stay around
Because,
They pretend away to stay in to befriend a lower ground
Okay, let’s just calm down, take a thinker’s view
Hit a wall, break a finger or two
Bite my lips till blood falls through
Think positively or whatever these people do.
I don’t like my own company, but it’s easier to comprehend
When you don’t have any pals you are your imaginary friend
So, these people are all wrong and I am the one with the brain
This isn’t where I belong that’s why it is harder to maintain
I am trying to stay strong, so, I’ll say it again
These people are all wrong, I don’t have to explain.
Let’s hide in a comfort zone and wait for the day
Just you, me, anxiety, and pain
I don’t need no one else because I’ve finally obtained
A place where being me is the only thing that remains
So, I start my day with a fight, and transition using tragedy
I end my day being right and I still end it in reality
My tactics have involved a lot of shouting and screaming
Which might have resulted in people bouncing and leaving
I might be in the wrong, but I am not doubting nor seeing
Because when I am not listening, they’re not counting on me then.
I love my new life filled with nothing but jerks
See! Sarcasm always works.
