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I’d cry

But the tears won’t come

I’d have a pity party

But the decorations won’t come

There’s no point to the madness

The deflation and sadness

The party’d take more energy

Than optimism would give

I have to have hope

I have to be happy

I can’t complain

I refuse to be sappy

A road that’s higher

That’s the one I choose

A road of self-improvement

Yet I’ve got nothing to lose

It took something wretched

So unlike the person I should be

For me to look onside myself

And see how I lacked wealth

God tore me down

Only to build me up

He’s molding and making

What he’d have me to be

I won’t be angry

I shan’t have that party

Because you see

It’s exactly how I wanted it to be

12-4-02

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