A poor attempt

This is a poor attempt at a poem/song based on a conversation I was having with a friend on Twitter and I'm sticking it here so maybe I can work on it later. But I wouldn't say I'm happy with it. It needs a lot of work. But I haven't been feeling very inspired. So, here. For later.

World of Nonsense

I went about it sideways,

Like I always do.

But the world wasn’t listening

It’s a lot like you

Can’t you see --

The temple has been raided

The museums are all sacked

The living rooms are empty

And you’re not coming back

It’s a world of nonsense,

So I tried to go straight on,

Like you always do.

But the world wasn’t watching,

It’s a lot like you

Can’t you see –

The doors are all closed

The lines are dead

The windows are empty

And you’re still stuck in my head

So I went about it sideways,

Like I always do