Some People Have Real Problems Poem by Angelica Ortiz

My cassettes won’t listen and I’m out of inspirations.
Before you go out with fur and gold,
Just remember that some people have real problems.
Now if only I could back flip forward,
I wouldn’t have to come up with any explanation,
And before the virgin starts losing her child
Just remember
That some people have real problems...
Silence outbreaks the noise
I remember hearing that 'truth doesn’t make a noise'
But just before I go out
And enjoy every minute of my life
While the leaves are suffocating the rivers
And the knives are cutting deep into the clouds
While the whispers are shouting at the top of their lungs to the silence
That...

Some People Have Real Problems.


My cassettes still won’t cooperate with me,
Miss Little Cream Soda