'That's A Big Mistake,' Said the Lion.

I wrote this during long lecture in class,
and there's this one person that kinda gets on my nerves secretly.
I'm thinking he's on the ganja or something.
but I wrote all this based on him on such.
enjoy.


Silhouette shoes follow me slowly
as it talks like a whisper
an individual speaks makes a unique sound
a crowd talking at once sounds the same
silence makes no expression
off-topic conversions make quite the comeback
but 1st-person views will always be fulfilling
careless has cared less about the simple decisions
simple could simply careless.

shifted in the slightest of views from great heights
but held off in between long conversations
koala talk nods just to rest away
as the hand points toward another horizon
aimlessly he stares with the idea to ponder
makes without effort to make effort for anything
though the cry's of the victim's call for end
superman could endlessly careless.

halogen backpacks travel in fives
through great shadows and great reflection
this mirror image digresses but I’m forced to stare
even if all the facts are purely just factual
still the compass speaks without pointing north
as exaggeration points everywhere in the wrong direction
"that's a big mistake," said the lion
but the lion mistakenly could careless.

the concrete answer burrows in a struggle
as the light is a weight that pushes too much
surely what's polite makes it way in dirt
but only the holes get bigger as it all collapses
the smile of one is wrong in everyway
happiness is forcibly shared with everyone who wants it.
melancholic only hits the person when alone
as happiness could happily careless.