Not laugh out loud histerical, but slightly humorous maybe? I don't know. Let me know.
All You Can Be
Solid stares through unseeing eyes,
leaves a feeling
like the world lacks surprise.
World conquest seems no friend,
when all you'd have is the world
in the end.
Constricting views
make it difficult to see
what is really happening.
Bought a cigarette,
but you don't smoke.
Had a dollar,
but now you're broke.
You wish you may,
you wish you might,
see a star.
But the city lights are too bright.
Miracles happen,
just not to you.
You feel so misshapen
from all the things you do.
You try to get up,
but the world slams you back down.
Quite looking for miracles, quite trying to see.
And don't try to be all you can be.
