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Insignificance.
Like a single drop of rain,
In a storm;
I have no meaning.
I am insignificant
To the cause.
A faceless soul
In an aimless crowd.
No-one noticing that I'm there;
Searching for a purpose,
Striving for a voice.
I try to break free,
And silently shout;
But I'm drowned by the storm.
And so I become an insignificance;
In a world of insignificance.
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A Life Less Meaning There are certain things in this life
That have no meaning;
If you get my meaning?
Sometime things are just meant
To be meaningless.
And no matter how far you dig,
They have no hidden meaning,
No hidden depth.
And there is no subtext,
No metaphor
In what I say next;
The true meaning of life is:
That everything is meaningless.
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Life As A Yoghurt Coated Raisin. It's all a question of taste,
I don't see what's so good about cola cubes
And liquorice lace.
Or banana whirls
And sherbet space ships.
There's no question that the sugared almonds are their favourites.
With their hard centres,
And pretty coloured,
Candy sweet casing.
They buy them stright away,
Without hesitating.
But nobody wants me.
With my tangy, hard shell;
And soft, sweet centre.
That's why I'm always left here;
The last jar on the shelf
Of the candy store counter.
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