Fools
Written Jan 30, 2003
I stare in discontent
at a pool of people
sharing their opinions
with little regard
They toss their heads
laughing at nothing
living in a circle of lies
as they pretend happiness
Moving through life
oblivious to the consequences
of the actions they do
and the words they say
Gathering for social acceptance
forming clicks and clubs
living above their means
as they look down on others
They wave at me from the pool side
I stare in disbelief
I'm not waving, I'm drowning
dumb twits with no real lives
They turn away for more chatter
oblivious to the end of my life
as I sink deeper and deeper
into the chlorine water
My desperation for a hand
going unnoticed by all
in their tiny little world
of hypocrisy and lies
Later they shall ewe and ah
at my untimely demise, but tomorrow
I will be long forgotten
and they will go on with their lives
In a list
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i will always offer my hand to you as you have done for me many many times
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aye. and i see them too, and this is why i do not join groups etc i want to remain individuality - chasing my day, not follow the herd. and sometimes i get out of order especially when i am drunk but i stick to my guns. it is all popetry! poetry intermingled with popularity - half the time people clap and smile not because the poem is good, but because it is a poem by somone they thijk is a social fly
we know better though 
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