I Want to Follow the Rules


Last day of NaPoWriMo2015 Challenge and the score is 30/30. Challenge’s Nailed! ūüôā

I So Want to Follow the Rules

Day 30

I so Want to Follow the Rules

What if

You go to top of the mountain

Take a sip of cranberry juice

And pour the rest on you to make a stain

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What if

You go to office

Take ten grams of marijuana

And dance over your shit

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What if

You go to some federal office

Take out some weird book with candles

Read out some black magic

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I remembered

Those people told me to follow the rule

Then they went back to their strategy

And manipulate the terms with money-boom!

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Numb

There is always one thing

About being happy all the time,

Either you really are

Or you fake it so wise.

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I meet people,

Greet them when they tweet,

Treat them nice

But try to be less reactive.

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I look into their eyes,

Can identify expressions, actual or phony

And I usher both of it

With my controlled smiley.

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I wonder when they would catch me and debrief

Will ask why do I act so numb?

The answer would make them puzzled

Coz I always try to observe.

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People come and go from my life,

Leave so many questions.

I never, ever express to them

That I know the reason.

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All those changing faces around,

I can’t handle it in proportion.

So, instead of showing myself alone,

I live in moments, cheer it and deprive emotion!

Let me put my goggle on


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Let me put my goggle on! 

I tend to talk with people,

Keep smile with cherishing eyes,

No wonder, they want to know more about me

But I reckon I am empty inside.

So, I freeze the awkward moment and say,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.

 

Still I happen to interact with them,

Involve in friendship-relationship mine,

Suddenly I got a feeling, they would go forever,

Then I would be lonely again and would whine.

So, I fume an illusion and whisper,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.

 

After all this I made friends and love,

Share the story and try to connect with them, oh sigh!

As I told before, eventually, they are gone

And I, a lonesome soul, keep remember them and rhyme.

So, I steal the painful time and shout,

Let me take the goggle and put my eyes behind.

 

When I think back for a while,

I come to understand my whole life.

It has been in scared, panic, ignorant,

And a frustrated world with phony smile.

So, I break my superstitious pot and utter words

Let me take off the goggle and stop being king of satire.