It's Ironic

by David Wallace   Sep 16, 2005


It's ironic that I'm a sad and happy guy at the same time

It's ironic that I always got to be right when at other times I can't seem to make up my mind.

It's ironic that I try to point people in the right direction

When at times I don't know the difference between wrong and right.

It's ironic that I'm an emotional guy but at times I'm scared 2 show emotion

It's ironic that that I can speak hood and still create poetry in motion.

Maybe It's because my soul is in constant condemnation

It's like being a very patriotic man but refusing 2 right 4 my nation.

It's ironic that instead of fighting I run and constantly I fled But yet I still right in red.

It's Ironic that I say money can't buy happiness but hell I wish I had some.

It's ironic that at times I'm dumb and at other times I'm filled with wisdom.

It's ironic how I always got something to say but other times I can't find the words 2 speak.

It's Ironic how I'm so physically strong but yet I'm mentally weak.

It's ironic how I always got to say yes I can't say no but I say no to saying no.

It's ironic how I treat the people who love me like dirt.

It's ironic that I never can fully understand my Grandmother's pain till I actually have to feel IT for myself.

It's ironic that I try to be a good guy but over and over and over again I'm filled with regrets.

It's ironic that I want to yell out loud but I choose not to fret.

It's ironic that I pump ice in my veins and other times I bleed love and emotion.

It's ironic that as a man I'm thought not to cry.

But yet I'm tearing writing this poem.

While thinking of words that rhyme with poem going through my dome.

It's ironic that I feel no one listens to me but I say this poem out loud.

It's ironic that I want to be left alone but one day have hopes of one day reading a poem that everyone will hear worldwide.

It's ironic how no one understands me but me,myself,and I

Maybe I keep my heart closed because of people passing judgment on me.

It's ironic how I feel I got nobody but yet the paper resemble ears embodied.

*Thank u for taking time out to read this poem I know It was a long one but I greatly appreciate it.Please rate and comment.

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  • 18 years ago

    by LJ loves Rob

    Wow thats really good. its pretty much my out look on life excpet 4 a few bits..
    LUV
    LJ