Alackaday
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Oh, Alackaday!
Is what I say-
Every, single, day.
To the sound of the drum
Of melancholy I succumb,
As I continue to stray
From the society that hath betray:
Oh, Alackaday!
Oh, Alackaday!
Alack for no charisma-
To keep away the stigma.
Alack for no magnetism-
To resolve the inner cataclysm.
Alack for no contentment-
To defeat the resentment.
Alack for no felicity-
To absolve the toxicity.
Alack for no premonition-
To resurrect the ambition.
Alack for no ingenuity-
To realize the ambiguity.
Alack for no aplomb-
To rid the inward bomb.
Alack for no tenacity-
To shake off the mendacity.
Oh, Alackaday!
Oh, Alackaday!
So then I must ponder,
As I contemplate of days yonder:
What actions, do I, take?
Do I sacrifice who I am and make
Myself into just another fake?
Do I forgo who I am and diminish
Myself to get to the finish?
Do I relinquish and transform
Myself into the prescribed norm?
Oh, Alackaday!
Oh, Alackaday!
No.
I cannot bestow
That kind of satisfaction
To the wretched distraction
That has plagued my life
Since the beginning of this strife-
To the rampant banality
Of which I seem to be another fatality-
Oh, Alackaday!
Oh, Alackaday!
But really, there is no solution!
The ever constant diminution
Cannot be surpassed
Like problems of the past.
For my being, as it is, is permanent,
As is my status as a negative determinant-
Of the progression of humanity,
I affirm, in pure vanity.
So I am completely stuck
In a perpetual state of muck:
I will feel discarded, irrelevant, and lacking,
Whilst they all insinuate slacking,
And make me feel as hollow
As a sad-eyed swallow.
Oh, Alackaday!
Oh, Alackaday!
So I must embrace being trapped
And stop acting as if I’ve been slapped-
Stop whining and rambling
Like a mad man gone gambling.
It’s all in my head,
All this silly old dread!
There really is no cause
For all this many flaws-
Hence grasp them!
Like a cracked gem!
That is gratifying-
And in its own manner ratifying-
Of the inevitable imperfection
That will never, ever, attain my affection.
Because at the end of the day,
There really is nothing I can do but say:
Ah, Alackaday!