Curtain Call

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my content has even risen my procrastinating alarms.
like a t-rex, big brain, little reach; big head, little arms.
i got an ego that fills up this whole courthouse ballroom.
i pretty much think i could end up being any girls groom.
but not really, cause honestly, i am always mr. pessimistic.
that i simply cannot control my life thanks to fatalistic.
you say that you want someone for you.
but doesn't everyone else want their go-to?
i decide to run right through the flames because i am not scared.
i am not afraid to say that i really had cared.
tossing and turning more then a pebble on a hill.
but that's all part of this life, all part of its thrill.
i really cannot point to specifics on what provides poem inspirations.
but i'll be honest again, the roots are around Malaysians.
sister helps me, sets me straight on what i should and shouldn't do.
but honesty is my best policy, i hardly ever listen to you.
well, not really, i like your opinion, means a lot to me.
but i can't help myself, what always happens, is meant to be.
i draft, repost, and publish this thing at least 20 times by now.
but this is my final post, curtain call, this poem is done. bow.





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