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WhenItMeansTheOppositeItMeansTheOpposite
I'm dying, I'm pretty sure and nothing can be done
In the morning I will wake up and assume the position
Have I been down here before, I'm pretty sure theres been a time
But when I think of the morning I think God will he start trying
In denial doesnt cut it when you think about your wrongs
Maybe God really hates me when I just put it in these songs
And don't do nothing
Sleep until its dark outside
And don't do nothing
Think theres plenty of good time
And don't do nothing
I really looked at my face in the mirror and saw things that remind me of how I used to be
Then I saw other things like regrets and failures and things everyone else probably sees
This is me? Is what I said, Was I supposed to live this way?
Some pointless questions when theres nothing but your thoughts left to decay
There's a chance I keep on thinking to let go and be someone
but I think I'd rather dream without needing to do work
That love is gone, those times are gone, Sit around until youre gone
And don't do nothing
Its the end
And don't do nothing
die in bed


