Thoughts of the Inadequate Unsatisfied.
You’ll never do anything right
As long as your mind is not quiet
Echoing words of doubt
Echoing words of question
You’ll never do anything unimpaired
As long as your emotions are not cared
Echoing feeling of doubt
Echoing feeling of question
You’ll never do anything unhurt
Because your mind is so very curt
Echoing words of betrayal
Echoing words of rejection
You’ll never do anything sufficient
As long as your emotions are persistent
Echoing feeling of betrayal
Echoing feeling of rejection
You’ll never….
Why do I listen?
I’ll never listen to that voice
That made me make that choice
Displaying words of betrayal
Displaying words of rejection
I’ll never feel those emotions
Which have made all these commotions
Displaying feelings of doubt
Displaying feelings of question
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C'mon people get creative. This is my favorite day the week actually. Anyway, here's my attempt at it.
"So. . .who is he?"
"Who is he? He who?"
"Oh don't play dumb with me. You know who."
"If I knew who, I wouldn't ask you who you're talking about."
"I knew it."
"Knew what?"
"Who I'm talking about. The guy we just met."
"Oh him. He's nobody."
"You mean like, nobody who used to be somebody nobody, or like, nobody nobody."
"He used to be somebody, I guess."
"Somebody nobody? Or somebody who is now nobody."
"What?"
"What do you mean what? You don't want to answer the question?"
"No, I meant what? What are you talking about?"
"I just want to know who he is. Nobody, or nobody who was somebody."
"Everyone was, IS, somebody."
"Oh don't get philosophical on me because you're afraid of your past. Just tell me if he was somebody to you."
"Of course he was, why else would I remember him?"
"Oh. . .what kind of somebody?"
"What?"
"What kind of somebody?"
"'What kind of sombody?' Do you have any idea how stupid that sounds? What does it matter anyway?"
"It mattered enough for you to remember him."
"I remember the kid I sat next to in second grade because he ate paste. If I meet him, do you want to know who he is too?"
"No, because he was a nobody, and always will be. This was a somebody, that is now a nobody."
"No, this is you being paranoid and not dropping a subject."
"You SAID he was a somebody. So what kind of somebody."
"Look, we dated, okay, yes he was my boyfriend."
"Close?"
"You really just don't get it do you?"
"You were close?"
"He was the love of my life! We had the most passionate relationship I've ever experienced! He was everything a man should be, and every way your better."
". . .really?"
"NO not really!"
"Not really?"
"No, he was a complete jerk. Just took money from me all the time."
"Oh."
". . .good kisser though. . ."
"What?"
"Hmmm? Oh nothing."