u.p. #12

I’m tired
of resting
and I’d be happy
to be sad for you,
but I’m busy
doin’ nothin’
I’m looking
for a vision
I’m up for
some derision
cuz I can’t see past
the television
I’m hoping
for the faith
to sleep
perchance to dream
to let myself
see myself
from any other angle
than the one I got
now.
I’m into
outcasts.