Friday, September 1, 1995

Misfit's Memoirs - September 1995 - by MrM


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When I was a child I used to wonder.
I never understood why some people
found it so easy to be mean.
I guess it never really mattered.
It was - Just another fact of life:
Like the sky is blue and the grass is green.

I always thought it must be something about me.
But life was OK, and I was carefree.
Time can fly- my childhood passed me by.
I was pleasantly blinded then;
but unfortunately now I can see.

When I was a kid, I used to talk to the ants.
I wore plaid shirts, and brown corduroy pants.
I was too shy to kiss... I never learned to dance.
SO WHAT! Do you think about that??
Of course not!

Once around the track and I could not breath.
That really Really REALLY REALLY made me dislike P.E.
I knew that gym teacher, he also hated me!
At least we had mutual feelings.

And I kept on waitin' for things to get better.
Anticipating that the day would come.
I'm still waiting for an official letter
Sayin' " Your days of solitude have just begun!

I never went to a party.
In Fact I've never been drunk.
I can't say I'm sorry.
But then again - I can't say that I'm not.

I did go to a club once and what did I see?
I saw a whole lot of psychos...
Scared the hell outta me!
Some made me want to puke.
Some made me wanna scream!
But I got the clear impression,
it was not the place for me - 2 B.

But that's the way that its always been.
I'll never be a star; I'm never gonna fit in.
Someday I'll die, my only question is: " When? "
Just watch! Reincarnation's real;
I'll have to come back AGAIN!
Maybe I'll be a cow in India,
or a Mercedes Benz - next time.

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