Author: softreality PM
We were laughing out loud, but we didn't get the jokes.Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 282 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-17-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2451489
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1. The quality or state of being original.
2. Ability to think or express oneself in an independent and individual manner; creative ability.
3. Freshness of novelty, as of an idea, method, or performance.
We were laughing out loud,
but we didn't get the jokes,
you just wanted to fit in,
I just wanted to stand out.
And now you're pulling words from dictionaries,
and dressing up for no one in particular,
I said I didn't care at all,
but you were so eager to win this time.
You challenged me to a duel of sorts,
and the snow fell down and you fell down,
sweetheart, I wasn't kidding when I said I didn't care at all.
You told me originality didn't exist anymore,
you said all the original people were the same,
I told you I'd prove you wrong,
so I walked to the forest and I didn't care at all.
And you called me a hypocrite,
and I laughed in your face,
your kind of hilarious when you don't even try.
I was too busy taking in the world,
and you were too busy disposing of it,
oh, we were doomed from the start,
but I said I didn't even care at all.
Now you're writing poetry and it isn't very good,
who am I to judge, though?
You swore you would never drink hot chocolate again.
You were so worried about me that you forgot to worry about yourself,
and I looked up the definition of originality,
and you don't fit it at all.