~The Cody Show~

Welcome to the life that's full of twisted feelings, rumored lies, and friendly killings.
You'll analyze this poem like you did the rest.
Then you'll ask if I am feeling down, "Maybe depressed?"
But you'll miss the point that's in every writing.
You'll miss it because your to busy focused on the fighting.

You see...
You might believe that poetry is a "window to the sole" (as I have so often been told)
And if so... do you think mine is a gaping hole?
And you'll dance around the subject at hand, because you're not really sure where it will land.

What's so funny is that you don't even know.
By the way...
Welcome to the Cody show.

Welcome to my show.
I'm so glad you could come.
Sit down to watch, and have some fun.
Have a seat and relax a little.
I've made it easy, even though it might seem like a riddle.

But you're going to try to analyze it anyway.
So there's not much I can say.
Nothing at least that you shouldn't already know.
And by the way...
Welcome to the Cody show.

This is better then reality T.V.
Because you know how fake this can really be.

(This is the Cody show... It's not your show... this is my favorite show)