Life turning out different

Eamonn looked down upon his hands

He had to admit - he very much disregarded, yes even detested himself

After he had spoken, he started to hate every word he said,

Nothing of it was pleasant and it was as if he heard himself speak rather than producing speech himself

He used to consider himself rather amusing,

he could recall people laughing at his humorous jokes

These days he tried to be funny

But nothing he said was considered hilarious in any way

He might have as well remained quiet

Sometimes when people started to laugh after he spoke

it was rather they were laughing at him than laughing at his jests

What a miserable life he lead

Once there was Apple

Apple loved to get high with Eamonn

They'd sit around the campfire with all their friends and pass the pipe around

Apple and Eamonn dreamed of poems and prayers and promises

They dreamed of having four children

Their names be Rosemary, Sage, Parsley and Thyme

But it all came different

As it is in life

Things turn out different than expected