Mount Vesuvius
Held together for all it's worth
It's already exploded once before
It's ready to explode again
Holding it all inside
For so long they thought
That it was something it was not
Then when it blew up
Everyone was confused
Thinking "It's not what I thought it was.... So then what is it?!"
Oh sweet irony
I can relate
Take me down to the river so I can drown
Drown
Drown
Oh wait, the explosion
It's powerful enough to kill you
Please, if I was that lucky
I am the human form
Of Mount Vesuvius
YOU ARE READING
Believe
PoetryThis is the tale of emotions gone rogue. They stole a depressing '69 Mini Cooper Country Man. Denial is driving. Anger is smoking a cigarette in the passenger seat. Identity is nowhere to be found. The red flags are in the trunk. Okay, not seriously...
