Drift along
On the sea of life
The cliche, the metaphor
Thats always used
Why do we make poems
Why do we express
Why do we write stories
In beats of soft, and stressed
A cliche, is over used
A corny pcikup line of sorts
Everyone knows them
Everyone hates them
This is not a poem
This is not a story
Not organized,
Not planned
Just put out there
You may not like what I say
You may care less
You could agree
You could just ponder
You can do what you want with this
You can say what you like
Next time think twice though
And then you can...
