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Life Ain't Always Beautiful

Poetry By: Kathryn
Poetry


Can you tell me the difference between a shooting star and an airplane? Well, I guess it doesn't really matter because they both fall to the ground in the end anyways. Right?


Submitted:Nov 26, 2007    Reads: 117    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


It only took me three hang ups to

Come to the conclusion that

He is Life's way of saying:

Thanks for playing!

Here's your Consolation Prize!

It only took me two nights

Without sleeping to realize

I'm in this until the end.

Better still, it only took me one

Drunken phone call to tell you

Exactly what is on my mind.

Somewhere in this ecstasy of a rebellion

I cuddle close to a bad boy sitting on a couch

Thinking about how I really shouldn't

But oh how I want to.

I ask myself to be honest when finding

Why it is I want to be there or here or really with him.

Maybe it's because I've become so cynical

I've settled for a let-down.

I know exactly what I'm getting,

I know what I'm in for.

I can count on him to let me down

In the most tragically predictable ways.

I don't wait on phone calls I know

I'll never get.

I don't hold my breath for roses that might

Show up on my doorstep and wilt a week later.

I don't go to bed at night and dream of a white wedding

Because I know that

I lost that dream a long time ago.





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