Another Toy

Another Toy

779.1Another Toy

You are not your clothes or shoes

You are not your make-up or hair

Maybe when you look inside

That is when you know you care

It is not always one emotion

That causes waves and moves the ocean

But if you always use your muscle

You will get sore of the hustle

Vanity of always trying and vying

You can’t tell me you’re not lying

Since we all are hypocrites

Fighting constantly thru our spit

Talking, discussing, arguing, – I’m just sayin’

In our scheme of conversation ・ we’re just playin’

Because actions speak louder than words

And some activities are simply absurd

As for mental health, here’s what I’ve found

Whenever we’re lost, we’ve lost our ground

And excitement ’bout luxuries and prizes

Is built-up hoopla ・ what are the surprises?

Yet, the screaming and bizarre behavior

Are entertainment for the dead cadaver

Yes, if we’re alive, we’d work for it hard

Not living vicariously like a tub of lard

The crazy behavior is so attractive in this venue

It makes no sense…this societal menu

Maybe everyone should get diagnosed

Since all that’s on television is another dose

Of a remedy for yet another medical condition

Why don’t we subtract from addition?

Lured and lulled into a mental sublimination

Of wanting and needing a permanent vacation

Seeing and hearing the fools speak

Of fiction or fact causes one to feel meek

Because they convince that we’d never be content

With what we’ve already got, yet it’s work to vent

Therefore, to ignore it all and walk away

Is the best therapy ・ our heart we must obey

Naturally living or naturally dying

Is the best answer to all of this lying

Now Robin flew away and he’s found another way

To go to heaven or hell, which one he cannot tell

But the world will carry on

That’s what we do with others gone

Why take the time to grieve?

When it’s not our time to leave?

My dear, dear, fellow human beings

Life goes on for eons

Therefore, let’s ditch the worry

In a snowstorm or a flurry

Because through our sane recovery

Life is boring through discovery

Hate to say it, but it’s true

Mundane striving through the blue

Effort’s made to fly the kite

And to make ‘wrong’ into ‘right’

But no answer is the same

And the ‘winner’ knows no shame

Yet, realize, these are all labels

And each story is but a fable

If we don’t stand for something, we fall

For anything ・ it’s our call

Therefore, why should we listen to want

That’s just a creation for something we bought?

At the same time, if we don’t buy…

Then we’re walking away from the lie

That it would bring happiness and joy

It’s simply another toy for a girl or a boy

It doesn’t matter your addiction

It will always leave you itchin’

The pursuit is never enough

We always want more stuff

And the ‘stuff’ that we pursue

Isn’t physical ・ who knew?

It could be only satisfaction we can’t see through life’s extraction

Or maybe life’s subtraction let’s us see the main attraction

Let us know through pursuit of happiness

There will likely be some duress, but don’t stress!

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About bognetta

Love has been so much more powerful than other people's control. I think it's all love, but sometimes it doesn't feel like love. That is because so many people are defensive, protective, and do not care to trust in that four letter word...love!
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