Dead Poet

I am a dead poet

you may not know it

I spend most of my days

within a deep haze.

I am one of those men,

who calls himself Ben

who must confide

what he feels inside

My emotions are high,

my emotions are low,

some say that it's due to my fro

no no, some say still,

it's due to what is just below

And so though it may blow,

I do not wish to go

because though now I may be low,

I will be high.