Tuesday, August 26, 2008

i wanted to have friends but everyone thinks i'm a creep
i wanted to have friends but everyone thinks i'm a creep
i guess i'll just go home and go to sleep

i wanted to be rich and i wanted to be famous too
i wanted to be rich and i wanted to be famous too
but i found out that it just wouldn't do

i had a message of love for all mankind
i had a message of love for all mankind
but only scorn and mockery did i find

i wanted a little gal to call my own
i wanted a little gal to call my own
but i sit in my cardboard box here all alone

1 comment:

kathleenmaher said...

This poem and the one before it come with sad guitar music I can almost hear in the background. They bring up more I'd expected.