Solid Is A Word Untruthful Poem by Katy Lue

Solid is a word intruthful,
things are always changing,
people are always changing,
for the better,
for the worse,
for love,
for a curse,
solid is a word untruthful,
smoke is more solid then brick,
even the gound is shifting with techtonic plates,
our ideas are not 'for sure',
our emotions are always lost,
we, as humans, our not solid,
incapable would be the truth,
we try,
we fail,
we're unboard,
we bail,
but we are not solid.
We try and stand still,
make people think that were steady,
but no fooling,
we all trip,
we all fall,
we all love,
and lust,
and want,
and must,
we are most never content,
always seeking more,
and more,
and less,
and more,
and when we find were the happiest,
the someone that were solid with,
is most definetley wearing a mask,
that will end your most solidness.