Low As The Dirt
Pain
It's a weird thing really
Driving everyone so frigging silly
Why does it hurt?
Why does it knock us all as low as the dirt?
Oh, my name's Zidane Tribal
That's no name written in the bible
I sometimes wonder about pain
Why doesn't it feel like a sweet candy cane?
When I feel pain, I ask myself this
But it all turns out to be a blurry bliss
So I try to ignore it
But end up failing, quite a bit
First, it's my long, furry tail
Which makes me oh so pale
Then it's some other uncanny place
Like, maybe my face
I've got no friends
But who really cares?
They push me off of stairs
The pain never ends
This is what I think when I feel pain
Which sometimes makes me a little insane
But no matter what, it always seems to push me
As low as the dirt
Tsunami
When I cry
I feel so shy
Watching the droplet fall to the ground
Not making a single sound
A single tear
Looking at me really sneer
So I wipe it away
And rock side to side, which turns into a bit of a sway
And I just sit there
Like an ugly bear
Crying my head off
Making a little cough
Where are you Zidane?
Maybe we could meet at Notre Dame
You'll be very late
But maybe it's fate
What did you think when you died?
Did it feel like you could really fly?
Oops, sorry, strayed off a bit
Have to write this stupid skit
I'll be waiting
Watching these people debate
I'm not even watching
While my face is blotching
Like I said, I'll be waiting
Watching some fish decaying
And watch tears make contact
While signing some useless contract
Hmmm, a single tear
Which becomes a lake
That goes into a river
Will go in the ocean
And become a…
Tsunami
Starless Night
As I look at the sky
And watch a moon fly by
I think about him
No! Not Kim!
It's Zidane, the one who taught us all
Stuff more complicated then throwing a ball
He taught us courage, love and some other things
Which echoes everywhere with helpful dings
He taught me a lot when he was with us
Like how to make a stand in a ton of fuss
Maybe that's how I met the wonderful guy
Who also taught me not to be so shy
I'll never forget that golden-tailed youth
He even took us to a Gyasha Pickle booth
Though they smelled gawd-awful
It was totally anti-sorrowful
I grin in remembrance of that thought
Knowing that we also fought
Kuja, he can't be all bad, I mean, he's Zidane's brother!
And he left himself to smother
But Zidane went, to save the one who saved our lives
It's absolutely awful that they didn't survive
I bet they're alive, alive and well
Mikoto can sense them, a ringing bell
So they're probably alive
Struggling to survive
That's it! I'm going!
I'm tired of all this stowing
I'm packing my things, rather quickly
Some Genomes look at me sickly
Slinging it over my shoulder
I took off into…
A starless night
Authors Note: These are my first poems EVER!! Don't own anything, so, uh,
yeah, please review; two reviews for some more poems.
Pain
It's a weird thing really
Driving everyone so frigging silly
Why does it hurt?
Why does it knock us all as low as the dirt?
Oh, my name's Zidane Tribal
That's no name written in the bible
I sometimes wonder about pain
Why doesn't it feel like a sweet candy cane?
When I feel pain, I ask myself this
But it all turns out to be a blurry bliss
So I try to ignore it
But end up failing, quite a bit
First, it's my long, furry tail
Which makes me oh so pale
Then it's some other uncanny place
Like, maybe my face
I've got no friends
But who really cares?
They push me off of stairs
The pain never ends
This is what I think when I feel pain
Which sometimes makes me a little insane
But no matter what, it always seems to push me
As low as the dirt
Tsunami
When I cry
I feel so shy
Watching the droplet fall to the ground
Not making a single sound
A single tear
Looking at me really sneer
So I wipe it away
And rock side to side, which turns into a bit of a sway
And I just sit there
Like an ugly bear
Crying my head off
Making a little cough
Where are you Zidane?
Maybe we could meet at Notre Dame
You'll be very late
But maybe it's fate
What did you think when you died?
Did it feel like you could really fly?
Oops, sorry, strayed off a bit
Have to write this stupid skit
I'll be waiting
Watching these people debate
I'm not even watching
While my face is blotching
Like I said, I'll be waiting
Watching some fish decaying
And watch tears make contact
While signing some useless contract
Hmmm, a single tear
Which becomes a lake
That goes into a river
Will go in the ocean
And become a…
Tsunami
Starless Night
As I look at the sky
And watch a moon fly by
I think about him
No! Not Kim!
It's Zidane, the one who taught us all
Stuff more complicated then throwing a ball
He taught us courage, love and some other things
Which echoes everywhere with helpful dings
He taught me a lot when he was with us
Like how to make a stand in a ton of fuss
Maybe that's how I met the wonderful guy
Who also taught me not to be so shy
I'll never forget that golden-tailed youth
He even took us to a Gyasha Pickle booth
Though they smelled gawd-awful
It was totally anti-sorrowful
I grin in remembrance of that thought
Knowing that we also fought
Kuja, he can't be all bad, I mean, he's Zidane's brother!
And he left himself to smother
But Zidane went, to save the one who saved our lives
It's absolutely awful that they didn't survive
I bet they're alive, alive and well
Mikoto can sense them, a ringing bell
So they're probably alive
Struggling to survive
That's it! I'm going!
I'm tired of all this stowing
I'm packing my things, rather quickly
Some Genomes look at me sickly
Slinging it over my shoulder
I took off into…
A starless night
Authors Note: These are my first poems EVER!! Don't own anything, so, uh,
yeah, please review; two reviews for some more poems.