It Isn't Even A Page Long
I read your words today,
Barely capturing the meaning of them
Under the dusty letters and webbed pages.
Please read from start to finish
And comment only
When you have given a thorough thought.
Of what you are about to say.
Is it what you really mean to say?
Or is it what you should say?
I don't understand and neither do you.
If one doesn't do what the other won't
Then who will decide?
The answer will always be yes--
Actually, it was nerrasphere.
But that was yesterday
When we had nothing better to do
But run through an orange light.
Have fun and don't die,
Go to sleep and wake up.
Eat food and live you're life.
If I actually started rhyming,
This would turn into utter nonsense.
Not that it isn't already.