Poetry's Name

Random crap that is eventually going to come up
In ways that get me in sessions weekly
It won't suck much,
Just AA, NA, or therapy

Poetry's name should be Mom
'Cause it depends on the mood,
And thinks it's TheBomb.com
Or it's crap with a good attitude

But sometimes, just sometimes
There are a few lines that have a meaning
It's not just meaningless rhymes
They're so powerful, they're practically screaming

But most of the time
It reminds me of birds,
Unnecessary, useless, just with rhyming lines
Yet other people seem to think they have a way with words

All it does for me,
Is just prove that we all are whiny brats
Who just happen to be crazy
And who have too many cats

So goodbye for now
While I criticize the rest of the world
And wonder how
I haven't yet hurled
This IS as easy as I thought it was