The Show
poem by:
Mistie Lovelace
Written
on Jun 01, 2016
I know I am nuts, that is ok because I wasn't shooting for normal anyway. I love being this way, I enjoy being unique,I'M good at pretending to be sweet. I can fit in and be like all the others, I have tried and succeeded but being the same almost drove me insane. Society is the only thing I can blame. People go through life being so intense, let me tell you... not everything has to make sense! Life isn't like a box of chocolates, it's more like a pail of cow crap. So please stop, y'all are killing me with the bright and cheery, we all know you are tired and weary.
Tags: humor, rhyme, deep, confused, weird,
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Christopher Russon commented:
Love this poem.I can relate.
Some one once said to me when I was made they broke the mould.
Frank Hornby .
commented:
Almost insane ????.....
Misti D Lovelace
commented on Oct 20, 2018 at 7:36pm
Frank, if you mean that should be the title I have a poem called insane.
