I spent most of my life being cool
Acting cool
Dressing cool
Listening to cool music
Saying cool things
Hanging out with cool people
Doing everything ... cool
Then one day I realized
I had become cold
My friends were emotionless
My dress was trite
My words were banal
I was a prisoner of my own mentality
Serving an endless sentence
So I escaped …
I am now a fool
I act silly
I dress retarded
I listen to music that makes me feel
I say what comes to mind
And I laugh and smile at all the wrong things
The warmth of life is slowing coming back to me
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