So much to say
That would make this world a better place
But I’m not the one to say it
Too caught up in self
I wish I was in a better place
A different universe
A better space
Committed the crime of life
Now I’m asking the judge for a better case
But death is such a waste
and I’ve had it up to here
Since you can’t see
My hand is about at my waist
Humour
Ruining the joke
By saying
I’ll elaborate just in case
It sounds like I’m angry
Or struggling
And add
Let me rephrase
Boredom
What’s the meaning of life
What’s the meaning of fate
What’s the meaning of love
What’s the meaning of hate
What’s the meaning of yelp
Why do we exchange
What’s the meaning of rates
Man made constructs
We have to follow
Rules created by a legion of greats
Irony
Or is it
Happens to be
I’m using it wrong
But you get the picture
So moving along
I wish I was a part of a better race
More fun to run
Or an alien
You know
From another space
Where we don’t lie to ourselves
About not knowing the meaning
Of our desperate state
So we waste time trying to make things matter
Like almost giving a carrot power
Over nuclear bombs and at least 50 states
Just so life can be exciting again
We love anarchy
The type that will put my hand a head above my face
Unit of measure
In metric
If you want accurate rates
Boredom
Monotony you can’t escape
“This can’t be life”
And we’ll debate
Last thing
Without looking
Tell me the date
Does it matter?