Halloween

(c) Breeze Vincinz


No one wants to talk to me I have nothing left to say God does not present to me I have nothing left to pray No love has been given to me I’ll give my hate away My blood’s become my enemy So I’ll help it fuel this bane My emotions are fueled by the exteriors So caught up outside, forget the interiors It’s like this trick or treat What I give to you Depends on what you give to me It’s like this trick or treat I’ve got my costume It’s like this trick or treat I give love to you If you give love to me It’s like this trick or treat And I’ve got my costume right here No one wants to look at me I won’t wear my suit today Everyone wants to work with me So I’ll put away my play Everything is so hard for me Won’t think of an easier way No one appreciates the gifts from me So I’ll put away my pay When everything is going right I feel fine When everything is bad I want the world to die It’s like this trick or treat I give hate to you If you give hate to me It’s like this trick or treat And I’ve got my costume right here So controlled by circumstance My five sense won’t give the sixth a chance When am I going to take a stand Try not be a slave to happenstance No one wants to sing with me So all guitar to day No big spider sat beside me No more curds and whey I’m upset if I don’t get what I need I’ll definitely have a bad day No one wants to have sex with me So now I’ll stop being gay My puppet masters are my urban reflexes Protect from harm never answer my perplexes It’s like this trick or treat What I give to you Depends on what you give to me It’s like this trick or treat I’ve got my costume It’s like this trick or treat I give love to you If you give love to me It’s like this trick or treat And I’ve got my costume right here *** *** *** #nationalpoetrymonth "Life As A Boy: Poems" by Breeze Vincinz Available NOW on Amazon https://www.amazon.com/Life-As-Boy-Breeze-Vincinz/dp/1693306018