Let's play the trust game
one second it makes me crazy
and the next i don't care
but the deeper i go the clearer i see
i have to keep my perspective
and bear in mind that no fall is catostrophic
i have to be the one to go out on a limb
as you watch me from the shade
it isn't fair
because I've shown my hand
and you've just shown me air
i know you promised not to make promises
but you're worth selling out for
so I'll have to close my eyes and let go
because you said it was safe
please don't let me hit the ground
catch me falling backwards, I trust you
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I feel I must interject here
You're getting carried away
feeling sorry for yourself
with these revisions
and gaps in history
So let me help you remember
I've made charts and graphs
that should finally make it clear
I've prepared a lecture
on why I have to leave
So walk away and let me go
very nice, I've liked some of the other things you've written in here (including your rap one)
aww thanx ;) I dig what you've done here. Good stuff. I have trouble writing poetry, I tend to have a more essay-oriented mind.
and thats why these words are NOT mine...just good lyrics usefully applied.
I pooped in my pants when i was four
I decided to do it again until i was sore
how did it get sore i just don't know
but if you ask me nicely im' sure to show
hardy har har,
3 coins in a jar,
feed my face with rum,
until i cant sees no mar'!
arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
lol, this is awesome, yay.
hop hop hop there's a party in my pouch
stop being lazy and get off the couch
hop hop hop i bounce and i stop
Seriously tai, if hilarity was measured in poop, you'd be that big pile of triceratops dung from jurassic park. That is only if they measured it that way...
okay, for some reason people have gotten the idea in their heads that this is a forum for their incompetent ramblings. you're supposed to rave at my poetic abilities, comment on how deep and tormented i am, and then GET OUT!!!
oh, you are so emo it hurts! eat a carrot.
Glad you actually said this cause I didn't know what to say. IT'S HOT! Depth created through good imagery. Nice mood set.
i was being pompous in a joking way, but thank you for the compliment :)
bobs on me,
bobs on you,
one bob is fun but better is two
guy seriously.
thanks tai! i'm glad
sausage, cheese, honey ham,
you eat and eat all that you can,
i rub your belly - like a gay man,
you won't catch me because fast i ran
She lost her sons for 12 years
when they met again they were strangers in tears
made up for lost time they tried
but all they did, they cried
how can you bear being apart for so long
in your head plays the same ol' song
'it's time for the percolator, it's time for the percolator'
I'm sitting here pondering what things would be like
if things were different yet all the same.
it's seems so right and so wrong all at once, but
I'm sitting here wishing that
things would be different yet all the same.
I'm sitting here hating that
things are not different yet all the same.
sell out with me, oh yeah! sell out with me tonight! matt kelly is gonna write emo poetry and nothing will ever be all right! bah bah, bah-na-na!
dont hate appreciate!
Oh, I do. I just liked the "sell out" line. I appreciate your words, man.
Matt the fan club approves. We've all been there. When do we all get to hear it set to music. Cuz if this is straight poetry it's gay...
i like your lyrical prose.
your quotes are more powerful than any of us knows.
congrats on posting it eliquently.
your talent is evident, oh most definately.
...SO CUTE girly
I once had a nickel
so i went and bought two pickles
i used them to tickle
all those who are fickle
nothing like pickle juice all over your love handles.
wait just a minute! this was a recent musing! haha
is ty out of new material???? oh man. i am a sad panda.
don't be saddish, have a raddish, i told ty before i hugged his deformed arm
i think hes not out of material. i think hes trying to get his material maximum exposure.
i've been out of new material since 1981
dude, were you even born then?? :P
is the pope religious?
no :P
but your mom...
what about my momma????
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