A Century of Sonnets...Life in the Fast Lane: Sonnet 1

Bizzaro World

This world I live in really is bizarre:

What’s right is wrong; what’s wrong is always right.

From day to day my mind is pushed too far

over the edge; the view is quite the sight.

The sun goes down: I’m left to deal with night.

If sleep’s for me, it’s not at my own will;

the nightmare finds me, looking for his fight.

Yet I endure my jaggèd little pill

like a good sport, I submit to the drill.

A disillusioned fool, I play along.

The glutton feeds, but never has his fill

of highs and lows, yet daily he grows strong.

Bizzaro world’s repulsive at its best:

The faint in heart would never pass its test!

Je regrette, mais...

Quite honestly, I’m telling you the truth

I gave it all I had; I did my best

You cannot say I took that without proof

So drop it now. Try giving it a rest

How can you think I cheated on that test?

I studied hard; I’m better than them all.

The reason why I’m late is I’m depressed

My dog just died from choking on his ball

Believe me when I say I tried to call

It’s not my fault you feel the way you feel

This thing that angers you is really small

One night with her was really no big deal

How silly we must look when we defy

Just call it what it is: A big fat lie