The Joker

TommyDingo

I got everything I want
There is nothing that I need
But it's the things I don't have
That are really bothering me.

Impulse buying, signs I'm dying
Gold watches and football memorabilia
Fill the holes of my empty soul
My life is over now
I have no more goals.

Jealous of those
That have died
If it wasn't a sin I'd probably commit suicide
All the best people are gone
Only the fools survived.

Hours and days on my own
Talking to myself but
All the best conversations
I have are always with myself.

But maybe I'm not as smart
As I think or I seem
With all of my quips and witty one liners
Sarcasm about life and other people's dreams
Perhaps the jokes on me.

  • Author: Tommy Dingo (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 8th, 2025 04:10
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 19
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