A lawn so green

Everybody's having kids
Everyone is taking shits
Nothing seems to ever be
Seemingly so obvious
Saying things that need be said
This class is fucked
My heart is dead
A violent phrase
Poetic enough
To violate space
Perimeter snubbed
Cut into halves
And into fifths
Diminished sound
Turned into shit
A harmony
Not quite in tune
So dissonant
Just like the truth
Abstract essentials
Creep into this
Mind of mine
A waste of time
And space it seems
Disregards me
This poetry
This life crazy
At times I think
How nice it'd be
To never think
Or ever be
It calms my nerves
It helps me breath
New life into
Mentality
But that's not me
Ands that's not truth
Truth is I'm
nothing like you
I'm not through
With life and it's
Sense of humor-piece-of-shit-
Way to make things somehow fit
Reasonably meant for something more
Owner of green lawns galore
Just over the fence of self-doubt and dismay
Runs the stream of consciousness ill never embrace
Or so it seems.
And so I breath
So I'll believe
One day I might
Own a lawn so green.