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[sid] => 181796
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Idle Time
[time] => 2015-09-15 16:37:38
[hometext] => Idle Time is the Worst Time
[bodytext] => Sitting in the living room Idle time is here Remembering all the mistakes I made Wishing someone would hurry to my aid Then again, how about NO All your talk is about me reaping what I sow Every single one of you keep my mistakes close to heart Making it impossible for me to even get a jump start Idle time is here and my brain is speeding up I’m trying to figure out what you did, did you put something in my cup? I mean, I’ve been living depressed for twenty three years That’s twenty three years of sadness, twenty three years of tears But I notice everyone else in this family Seems to be doing just fine So what in the hell happened then? Are you sure this isn’t the blind just leading the blind? I feel like I’m trapped here Stuck in this horrible box And there seems to be know way out Not even if I had a million blocks It’s funny to see the people we know Try to act like they really care It’s funny how they all become Doctors so quick Giving you advise that they think is fair I really don’t care anymore Way deep down inside I just want to be left alone I really don’t care if you cry I don’t care if you think you know what’s best for me I think your advice has always ended in catastrophe We only get one shot in this life So I choose to do it my way because my way just feels right I will conquer the world without you people I will climb up on the highest of all steeples I will scream at the top for victory will be mine I will yell down to all of you who doubted me and say “Here’s your sign” So when I disappear here in a short while Please don’t be sad, please continue to smile For I am doing what I do best Living life my way, I will never rest Siting in the living room I am dazed and I’m confused Remembering all the times that I still feel abused Idle time is here again I’m so tired of being used [comments] => 0 [counter] => 135 [topic] => 21 [informant] => blknwht [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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