The Psychological Kind (Poetry)

Social Wasteland

I'm a young and old fad

Out to save the world

And I said wait a minute;

This ain't real.

You're just a lame hero on this social waste land

And nobody wants to know

Everyone's gone now

You're just a shattered statue

You're just a lost idol

I need a harsh reality boost

And wait a minute;

This ain't real.

i said i'd call the docs, if it happens again

but I broke my promise and I lost a friend

She never minded, and I called her my mind

Where is this going cause I can't start my car

I ran outta petrol anyway, see I never was going far

(©P.H.Dyer 2013+)