P.S.trangely Titled

So, here's the deal,
I'm an adult,
I know I said that many times before
And that I was not
And yes there is room to improve, still,
But this time it's real.
I know how to keep my mouth shut,
But there are so many reasons not to,
And a sensible person knows how not to hurt.
If this offends you, then you're just plain odd.

You might be underestimating life, in a way,
Dreaming of simplicity, yet you'd be confused by it.
You might be using the words you didn't check,
Thinking you're lonesome, but you have never been it.

Pass me one of those silver spoons,
When you have some time.
I'll get myself some cheap ice-cream.
Pass me one of those wall-breakers
That just thicken the ice.
Pass me one of those moody tunes,
When you feel like letting it go,
I will build a world of another dream.
Pass me one of those heart-breakers,
And I'll love her again.
Will she have a manual?
Or is she another of those Manuelas?

I learn my way,
I love my way,
It's not an express highway,
It's dotted by instances of a scary sign,
Numbering the injured, and the departed.
Even with a licence, I never got the lessons,
Do you think I ever knew what I was doing,
With a blindfold on my eyes?
I kind of wonder how come I'm still alive.
Where is your manual?
Or is it a sycophant named Manuel?

So, here's the deal,
I'm really wordy,
I know it didn't look so back then,
And that I was bad,
And yes there is room to improve, still,
But this time it's real.
An avalanche of nonsense might come out again
But I also have lots of nice words to say,
And a sensible person knows how not to hurt.
If this offends you, then I'm just plain odd.

- December 05th, 2016


Because reality is awkward.

Because reality is awkward.

The third verse of this is omitted, because it could look like something it isn't. As far as Manuelas go, it's the Italian version of the song, not the Spanish one.

Otherwise, this poem is generally not negative. I wanted to write something like Lisa Loeb's Stay, but on a slightly different topic. The scary sign would be this and I'm phobic about it, to the degree where it causes me psychosomatic symptoms.

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