Pull My Finger

When You find yourself yelling at the mirror
who are you are yelling at
a reflection of yourself
You reach out but the image behind the glass is cold
even your fear cant save itself and the daylight is getting old
Now stand and smile and realize that life can only get better in your eyes
Then pull my finger…

M.S. Morrison

So Soon

You see the old men and women
down on the square
Trading lies and growing grey hair
You laugh at them but so soon you are there
wishing you had shown some compassion
or given a care

M.S. Morrison