When you focus on being sad

It’s always sad
When you focus on being sad
What I mean by this
Is not needing your own shadow
Very much like the peace of the dead
But of course, not being dead
These thoughts on life
They just swarm your head, you know?
They’re seemingly relentless
There’s food to eat
A place to sleep
A heart that needs tending
It’s just somehow – very tiring
Release, now that’s a fine word
Almost sacred, if not frowned at
I’m fine, I tell you
I need no pills
My shirt is fine
Straitjacket, I appreciate the offer
But no thank you –
With beer I’ll be better
I just have no talent at living
That’s all
At least allow me
The right to suck at something
Not everyone can shoot hoops
So why can’t I not be…
Unambitious?
My cheeks aren’t used to smile
And roses don’t suit my nose
Say what? There’s the door?
No sir. No thank you, no
For I’m not yet done
Basking in the gloom
You have your joy
I have my misery
Why can’t you give the same pity?
My laughter’s silent
Yet your scorn’s apparent?
What is it that you find abhorrent?
Am I not – human too?
At least as equally as you
I care not for the truth
Just some words to come forth
I’m not sad for being unhappy
Nor unhappy for being sad
It’s just we want the same chance
That is to live as best as we can

2007