Poetry: What I Know Now

What I Know Now

I know that spot cream doesn’t work.

I know that alcohol makes your head hurt.

I know that I don’t actually suck at writing.

I know that lemons are illness fighting.

I know that sleep is good but if you need to write do that instead.

I know that large parties fill me with dread.

I know that love does not equal pain.

I know that trying to be cool makes you very, very lame.

I know that I never really enjoy zoos.

I know that toast and butter trumps almost all foods.

I know that I have lethal eyes.

I know that I will leave if I hear any lies.

I know that it is possible to eat a pack of biscuits in 5 minutes.

I know that nothing can be as bad as you think that it is.

I know that balloons hurt my ears.

I know that the dark is not as bad as it appears.

I know that onions make you cry when they get sliced.

I know that movies manipulate emotions and that’s quite nice.

I know that if they don’t like you now they probably just won’t.

I know that grades really don’t matter, they really don’t.

I know that if you don’t sleep your nails fall off.

I know that you can never be full, so just go ahead and scoff.

I know that I can’t sneeze and drive.

I know that it’s my friends that keep me alive.

I know that everybody is a certain kind of clever.

I know that hearts can heal and that you won’t be in pain forever.

I know that it’s okay to spend the day in bed.

I know that my thoughts just kind of swirl around my head.

I know that the answer to everything is pizza,

I know that nothing is as gross at feets are.

I know that sleep is good and not bad.

I know that some things just make you feel sad.

I know that you have to keep you chin up to succeed.

I know that everything you do should fulfil your needs.

I know that everything is going to be completely okay.
I know that you can do it, whatever you want, no matter what they say.