Poem -

Waxing Poetically

Waxing Poetically

sometimes it seems to be
that everyone turns against me
I don't know why
I just sigh
and continue waxing poetically
I can't keep things in
and I don't have to sin
I sit and observe
and gasp at the nerve
It rips my heart in two
to become friends with you and you
and you and you and you
only to be accused of doing
something I didn't do
I'll sit in confidence
until I'm out of this trance
fully and completely
waxing poetically
You do it your way
I'll do it mine
I'll follow the lord
he'll make me shine
tired of hypocrites
that think they don't have smelly shits
Don't try it
it won't work
you can't change
what will be rearranged
my destiny
is to be me
you can't touch me
I'm waxing poetically...