consider

breathe deep; look at the life that
you chose for yourself and take
it all in. how do you feel?

do you have the ideal,
the highly sought after? or
are you an empty soul? drift.

float away on a cloud of
despair that you've fooled yourself
into calling happiness.

how do you live so empty?
sitting, waiting to die with
remote, booze, and cigarette.

why live? why exist at such
a lifeless level, puffing
away your youth and toned skin.

why do you sit, sad little
person, when all you truly
need is some real happiness.

at least, I hope you enjoy
your twice-daily visits to
the only place you frequent.

returning with all that you
know, brown bagged. sit down and crack
her open, cuz you won't leave.

it's not as simple as do,
she's convinced herself, killing
her chances at anything.

putting up artificial
made-up road blocks as excuse
to be pathetic. who's fooled?

build a bridge over deep, dark
waters that you've created
and get over yourself. smile.

too caught up in her ways to
consider consequences
or dreams. she's already lost.