I've Said More Than I've Wanted To Say

That Jon Foreman.  

Why must he be such a baller, lik, all the time??  


Bahh.


Naw....KIDDING!!


I can't hate on Jon Foreman....  My brosef got me two of his solo CDs and I'm totally hooked.  The post title comes from "Southbound Train" which is a ballin song.  It's legit.  


So I'm basically posting, not because I have anything to say, but because P Meggy the Melodious and I are really horrible about posting nowadays.  


We all know the equation for Not Posting.  


Business+Laziness=Not Posting. 


So, while I maybe have your attention, here's to poetry, CatCooper style.  

Sham I Am

“It hurts.  That’s very true.”

Is all that I will say to you

When you ask about feelings, far too persistent

And offer to just sit a while and listen

“I’ve before.  Yeah, it happened.” 

Is what I’ll say as anxiety runs rampant

I won’t include how it felt to be used

To be hurt, but never bruised

“It’s true enough.  I don’t trust well.”

But it will feel like too much to tell

Because you’re inquiring out of polite obligation

Which makes me feel something beyond irritation

“Why me?  What’s now so different?”

Is how I’ll respond to your sentiment

I’ll refuse to believe, say it’s not real

And ignore that I feel all I’d wanted to feel

“I feel things that I've not felt in the past.”

I’ll tell you as we pretend this will last

Because we’re young and foolish

And love makes us become idealists

“Of course that’s fine.  I understand.”

I’ll say when you let go of my hand

Because, once again, I’ve not risen to the bar

And I’ll collapse as I watch your retreating car

“Love doesn't work at this point in life.”

I’ll say to myself as I pretend that statement will suffice

Subconsciously, I’m just waiting for someone else

Someone to temporarily make me forget what I’ve felt

“It hurts.  That’s very true.” 

I’ll whisper as I pretend he’s you

I’ll continue with this cycle, this sham

And pretend it’s just the way I am

A Hasty Goodbye from CatCooper

But I Would Have You Leave....

Andrew Belle.  That kid's a baller.  

I hate talented people.  

I made a list of people who need to be less beastly, on account of (hate that phase lik P Meggy hates elope) me wanting to feel lik a cool kid.  

1. Jon Foreman
2. Matt Thiessen
3. Neal Caffrey
4. P Meggy
5. Everyone who performed at my church's talent show (no picture)
6. The Classic Crime
7. The Fray 
8. Justina Chen Headley
9. My brosef
10. Andrew Belle
11. Switchfoot
12. Relient K
13. Dr. Spencer Reid
14. Owl City
15. Shawn Spencer
16. Jon McLaughlin  
17. Christopher Nolan

Basically, yeah.  I'm still a cool kid.  I play bass.  Me and those quarter notes are tight, bruhh.  'Cause I learned the Jon McLaughlin (see the list) song "Beautiful Disaster" and am a beast at it.  

Which makes me a happy person.    


So I definitely feel lik P Meggy(see the list).  Because I accidentally made a Sunday Seventeen.  Which is not in any way, shape, or form a hit list.  I swear.  Although I have repeatedly said I want Christopher Nolan's (see the list) brain.  


But I shalt not kill.  


Not even for Jon Foreman's (see the list) musicality. 
 
I'm jus gonna stop now.


Because I definitely made this look lik a hit list.  On accident.  


Hasta la Bye Bye from CatCooper<3