A land called 'Almost There'

I live in a land called ‘Almost there’

It’s pretty much next to the ‘Middle of Nowhere’.

Majority immigrants come from ‘I don’t care’

And many more pour in from ‘I didn’t dare’.

Heavily populated, we live here and there

Just us mediocre souls, geniuses are rare.

We make mistakes we can never repair

With ‘ordinary’ is our longest love affair.

All we ever scored was ‘F’ for ‘Fair’

Procrastination is a talent we innately share.

A land called ‘Genius’ we’re locating in despair

Instead, we’re loyal citizens to the land called ‘Almost there’.

Workhour Whines

First draft. Didn't give enough of a crap for a second look.

Hammer out all your frustration at your PC

Sneak away stealthily before anybody can see.

Extinguish a fiery mood with a pack or two

How to find a place where woes are few?

Escape to unexplored lands with just a blunt

Pump out the adrenaline with a dangerous stunt

Move someplace where all is harmless and new

How to find a place where woes are few?

Curse the living daylights out of the bitch called fate

Write a shabby poem that you definitely hate.

No matter what the means, you can’t beat what’s true

You’ll never find a place where woes are few.