Sweet sugared lemon
Cake a mango and a pear
Makes up a riddle
That is neither here nor there
Much like a puzzle
Which is bigger than itself
Two sided jigsaw
That is split and everywhere
I shared a common goal
To be someone else
Drop the bomb
And then blame someone else
Should have risen
But the yeast remained flat
An open book pity this and pity that
Happiness won't heal
My daily ordeal
Jumped on the wagon played
A gig and then went home
Fell over backwards bumped
My head and slept alone
Woke up my hair in bits
This cannot be condoned
Stuck to the sofa alarm
Blaring from my phone
Logged into teams
And pretended to be there
Mind long distracted
By another world not fair
When was my hand drawn
And this was to be my lot
Scanning the ad pages
A confused long shot
Happiness won't heal
My daily ordeal
Soaring night ride high
Mind shut to the why
Happiness won't heal
My daily ordeal