“So, So Sad”

I’d rather be mad

cause it’s easier to be mad than sad.

 

You can do things with mad.

punch a wall, kick the dog

not rational things, but still

you can do things.

 

But sad’s like

being caught in the rain

where you can’t do a thing

but get wet

 

Unless you’re prepared
and who prepares for sad
 
It’ll pass
but everything in life
sticks to you a little bit
like maybe only one
little brain cell out of millions
 
But a lot of sads
can add up
weigh you down,
make your mind
think funny
 
I’m lucky;
I can usually scrape
those little fuckers
right off and move along.
 
This one may cling a little longer.
Cause I’m pretty sad.