Shut up

I’ve thought quite a bit, on serious shit, and now I know what to do.

 I’ve listened a lot, to so much from you, that now, I know what to do. 

This world is a mess, I know that, and yes, I think its all going to hell. 

I’ve thought about life, and people and strife, and I finally know what to do.

 Its not a new thing, something to sing, its not really something to do.

 But if you’re like me, and you’ve heard it too, I know what we both can do.

Are you studying much? 

For exams and such?

And your head is all in a mess?

Does it feel like the world’s gonna end?

There’s a 50 year old man, somewhere in some land, who cannot read, speak or write. He’s never been class, doesn’t know any maths, and he smells like something from your ass. He’s wearing some rags,sleeps on a box, has food to eat, and is pulling roadkill from his feet. If you think your life is hard, take a moment to SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Do you have a girl? 

Who’s sexy as hell?

But you’re afraid of what she might do?

Has she kissed someone else?

Lied to your face?

Made you so mad you wish they’d just die?

There’s a guy who’s just 18, had a wonderful girl, everything about her he loved. She lied to him much, fucked around and such, and now he’s dying of AIDS. He wants to know why! He thought he was being so good! Why would she do this to him? But she’s long gone now, and he’s all alone, so my friend, please SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Is your man a damn liar?

Does he make u spit fire?

Is he so selfish and stupid it hurts?

Did he cheat on you once?

Did you give him a chance?

Have you lost trust in him still?

There’s a woman out there, who’s found the right man. Who’s there for her every morning and night. She can’t see her friends, she can’t talk to her mom, because she’s his and its staying that way. He beats her so bad, it makes her so sad, but there’s nothing she feels she can do. She’s made her choice, now you go make yours, but for God’s sake, please SHUT THE FUCK UP.

Do you feel all alone?

Like no one cares?

Or even looks twice at you?

Are you still single?

But really want to mingle?

And don’t know what else to do?

On his deathbed there’s a man who’s called Red, who’s never had sex for free. He’s lived a full life, without a good wife, and he’s lying there sad as can be. He doesn’t know how it feels, to have someone there, to listen and argue with him. Someone who’s not there, just to ask for bus fare, or help when they need their bills paid. He’s almost gone now, as he thinks of his life, and wonders where did he go wrong. He’s figured it out! He’s ready to shout! But he’s died, so do SHUT THE FUCK UP. 

There’s so much more, that life has in store

That gives us all a case of the blues

We're all feeling sad, or have done something bad,

And we think that our life is the pits.

Sometimes, though, we need to know, that someone has shit worse than us.

So when we feel like sharing with the world, just why we're upset, take the time, and SHUT THE FUCK UP

But I’m trying not to be long.

I’ve sat here and thought, for 5 minutes straight!

About just how I feel right now!

It’s occurred to me that no one cares, 

Or has time to ponder what all I write on this site.

So I’ll take my outlook on things, and my insight,

Do you all a favour and

SHUT THE FUCK UP

[9th December 2008]