sunny draft lament - a poem by me

Has a stranger ever put you on the verge of tears?

a peek through the window of the par for the course

a life that would drive me to death

but why care? you're so far away

why care? I despise you anyway

tailbones were broken out of sync

born in the last best age to think 

my frontal lobe's been burnt to a crisp

ignorance is bliss until it truly starts to hurt

and then the sad song plays

and maybe you think you're glad today

do you really think you'll be happy in the end?