You Won’t Miss Me

Buddy was quiet, solemn and sad.

Buddy was the worst guest ever had.

Hated tradition, his inhibitions

Came full circle.

Tradition was hurtful.

Buddy was a jerk though

He didn’t care.

Life out there

Held no promise

Buddy didn’t want this

Life of pretend

Where the accolades end

And the bullshit started to roll.

Buddy’d rather go

To a remote cave

Where he might save

His soul

From the goal

Of never ending happiness

Cause Buddy was blessed

With historical discernment

That really, really bent

His need to be with others.

If Buddy had his druthers.

He’d rather be home alone.

Barry Williams

Much of what I write will be quite understandable to insane folks.

The rest will be, uh, less understandable...

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