archives of poetry- poem twenty

you are shallow
laughing, crying
at little things.
silly.
everything's a trip
happy or sad
thousands of friends
just like you
make your life
worthwhile.

you are stupid.
you have a stupid car.
and stupid friends.
you live a stupid,
stupid life.

i think slowly
like an earthworm in mud
what i say is meaningless
because you cannot understand
and i live day to day-
sometimes a friend
sometimes a loner-
you accept me
because you do not know
who i really am.

i want to have a stupid car.
i want to have stupid friends,
a stupid life.
i want to forget the truth.
i want to never think, again.
i want to cry.
i just want, for one day-
just one day of my life
i want to be happy.