Another Saturday night without a home
Another soul to live a life alone..
No more scoreboard of reason
with all the pirates and the treason.
Lie about what the deal should be
and tell truth like its part of your fantasy.
Be a shit just to spite the one you love
and when it comes to that hug just let her shove.
No more doors to be opened anymore
just this last reason to be left on the floor.
No just a friend a compromise in the humanity
while I sit here and dwell with my surfacing insanity.

09/12/2003

Posted on 09/12/2003
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