clowns

The black and white world is so un-entertaining, to find the time to write or  even the inspiration to put pen to paper.
even harder to find than  the one smile in the crowd of frowning clowns, smiles and tears litter the floor, and we crush them with every second step- face panted tears droplets running down the white, never saw sunlight, faces. And now a lack of love and care will cause one to crawl and hide-
Broken men, passing drive thru’ s for almost every meal of everyday, driven the run down car he has had since high school- he used to be cool. The girls he used to date, the ones kids like me longed to be- we now see working in the drive thru windows, at the best. They are all the places they said we’d end up…  some are so “happily” married, at 20 with 5 kids, all different fathers, none of witch is her husband, and yes she “loves him so much”

I woke up, not thinking about you.
For the first time in a long time.
You were nor the first or last thing on my mind?
I spent my time getting over you, and the rest getting you-
But no what, there is nothing to long for?

Now you used to say a lot witch gave me mixed feelings.
But now you don’t and I am starting to think that I miss the mixed hearts-
The tears on the outside of my eyes, waiting to burst-to cry..