332. Drama Queen

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Drama is your middle name,

And Queen’s your sur-title.

You play folks like a fiddle, dear.

Reigning unopposed is vital.

If anyone dares compete,

For your title or your fame,

You enforce that no one cares at all…

Life goes on just the same;

Then switch to a better topic:

How much harder your life is…

How kind you are to grant an ear,

To pathetic and weak misses.

You broke a nail yesterday.

Why is no one crying?

You looked quite pale just last week.

Shouldn’t someone be dying…

To ask about you and offer pity?

To mourn your bitter fate?

Commoners don’t have a coffer so deep,

And full of needs so great!

You think: “How dare their selfish tears reveal your painted roses.

Your roses should be a bloody red.

How dare their pain betray your position.

Off with their head!”

K. Aldaya, 2/13/16

Picture: Artist Unknown; http://weheartit.com/entry/34173206

274. A Drama Full of Suspense and a Little Bit of Insanity

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Is happiness more than distraction?

I wish I could say so.

I wish I knew just what it was,

That makes “happiness” so?

I feel the breeze softly blow,

And the warm golden sun.

The beauty is so great I worry,

It’s just a distraction.

It’s said life is a middle road,

Between two vast extremes.

So I wonder why I cannot find it,

Even in my dreams?

Beauty is sad and cannot last,

So I promptly reminisce;

And wind up just as sad as if,

There were no “happiness”.

Yes, it is sure, I am insane;

And certainly too intense.

Oh, I wish I could change out my brain,

And stop living ‘melodramatic-suspense’.

However, this drama called life,

Has always been this way for me.

The plot plays on through the screen,

Of my minds’ TV.

K. Aldaya, 7/22/14

Picture: by evolutionsgonnacome on Tumblr; http://www.evolutionsgonnacome.tumblr.com/post/6038009903