posted on Nov, 20 2009 @ 10:04 PM
It has been awhile since I have wrote anything, so I decided to write a quick poem.
It means nothing in particular, just a few thoughts here and there. I was in a not so great mood when I was brainstorming, and it only took like ten
minutes to write.
What do you guys think?
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Lyrics for a Pessimist
I am what I am.
And what am I?
But a lamb among lions,
A forgotten memory bygone,
Forsaken be so long
As I am what I am.
I am who I am.
And who am I?
But a fox without a sly,
A horizon without a sky,
With eyes on the empty prize,
That which I am who I am.
I am where I am.
And where am I?
But a place without a name,
A location all the same,
On the tracks without a train,
So that I am where I am.
I am when I am.
And when am I?
An era taken amiss,
A time upon that sticks,
Never again and ever since
I am when I am.
I am how I am.
And how am I?
But a writer without a pen,
A king without his kin,
Searching unto wits end,
I am how I am.
I am why I am.
And why am I?
I cannot say.
For I have come and gone a day
Or two and thrice I 'nay'
That which I am why I am.
I am what I am.
And what am I?
But a rebel without a cause,
A tiger minus his claws,
A theatre lacking applause,
I am what I am.