FORMULAS
Everyone has a scheme
Everyone has the perfect formula
The good life jumps in their palms.
Their planning soothes and calms
(I am far from taking credit
for the pathway to glory.)
They smile perfect smiles
Tell me where I am wrong
Sprawl their formulas before my eyes
And point me to the nearest skies
Why the emptiness?
Why the agony?
Why the ugliness?
Why the apathy?
Something is wrong with my mind they say
Everyone has the perfect formula.
And I think I just flunked life.
-Bruce Potts
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