and you're reading this and laughing

i have been wanting to share this song with everyone, for some reason---i wrote it long ago --an older friend even played the guitar and recorded it many years ago---as it stands here in poem form---i have been hesitant to share it- for one thing, i hardly ever use rhyme in my poetry and this song has one bad word in it, that i do not want to take out-----

                                     and you're reading this and laughing


dreaming things that are, dreading things that aren't, holding onto words, forgetting things i saw
killing all my chances and never asking why, selling all my morals, and finding faults to buy


and you're reading this and laughing at my total lack of pride, still it's hurting you a little to see my other side


don't know when all this started, can't see when it'll end, don't really give a damn, it's the way i've always been
things get built up, to high to see the top, and trying to look over, ya find out what you're not-


and you're reading this and laughing at my total lack of pride, still it's hurting you a little to see my other side


while the sensible people, make what they wish, when it all comes out, it makes less sense than this-


and you're reading this and laughing, at my total lack of pride, still it's hurting you a little to see my other side-