Sunday, January 27, 2013

Trouble

I am not be a superstar who had a very awesome life before you came,
but since the time you have come thing have never been the same.
That's not a compliment, that's a genuine whine,
you should be messing someone else life, not mine.
Give me a break, no one can keep up with your mood swings,
There would be some hope only if I could find how John Mayer sings.

I'm pretty sure, you do it on purpose, just to mess with my head,
you have a problem to what I do, whatever I say.
You make sure I am the one to blame always,
I feel like I'm getting stabbed for 100 consecutive days.
My mind is going haywire, I don't know if I can think straight anymore,
the psychotic behavior I have to put up with is worse than banging my head on the floor.

I wait for you to show up, but you never do,
but if I come one minute late, I hear about that for eternity from you.
I did all the right things, but maybe for the wrong person
you just have the right skills to set problems in motion.
I will wrap you in bubble and before you turn my life into rubble,
I'll take that bubble send it across oceans, so that people know you're nothing but trouble.


Compliant complaints

everyday someone has something to write about,
everyday we have reasons to rebel and shout.
hardly satisfied with what we are, we wish to be better
when things get better, its not good enough to be the trendsetter.
the hunger for more, the avarice , the greed,
will it be a disease or the evolution of a new breed?

what have we got whenever we did a good deed?
how many times have you been helped when you bleed?
if life would have been simple like Jack and his magic beans,
if life would not have become monotonous like the machines.
the world is improving, people are moving, emotions are at a standstill.
tweets are being sent, posts are being shared,
now click of a button shows that we care.

we are the same people who complain that life ain't fair,
what will be the world be if smiles are rarer than a stare .
we can act out that we are happy but how many of us really are,
you may pose yourself as the sun, but still you are just another star.
widen your vision, the universe is bigger than you think,
deplete your ego, even a loose screw can be the ship's reason to sink .