Blink - 182 Poem by Isaak DeMaio

Not Now, it's Obvious.
You're an Easy Target,
Always Pathetic,
always Down.
A Roller Coaster,
Feeling This: Emo,
never Enthused.
Stay Together For The Kids,
Adam's Lost Without You.
A Family Reunion,
left Recklessly Abandoned,
a Man Overboard, with
All The Small Things.
Every Time I Look For You,
I Miss You,
Please Take Me Home.
Don't Leave Me.
What Went Wrong?
After All of This,
my thoughts send me on a Carousel.