You know, I’m still trying
(there’s no point denying)
That my life has been fraught with delight.
Yes I know that sounds strange,
but I’m sure things will change,
and I probably won’t put up a fight.

You see I’m a jester
who lets problems fester.
A trait that has cost me so much!
and I just can’t be happy,
even though life’s not crappy,
it’s just my emotional crutch.

I smile all alone
until it’s all gone,
I allow my detractors a peak…
… at my happy demure
and then when I’m sure
I’m alone into darkness I sneak.

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Adam Adamson still is an awesome shag... Well he is. Honest. But whatever, he has always loved to write, even before he could write. Its been a passion of his since he realised that others would read his stuff and get a little emotional. That gripped him really. Was it good or was it crap? Anyhoo! Enjoy reading what i’ve scribbled and who knows… one day it might make sense.

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