I grow tired of meaningless sounds
trying in some vain attempt to feel like caring
to follow some other’s lead,
always in the shade, two steps behind
languishing there in the
what about that

why don’t you just screw yourself and be done with it
don’t come around here wasting my time
because it’s all about show
and nothing there about one’s real heart,
if you gave half a damn
you’d know what I mean
you’d be here when the blood let
and spilled all over my guts
when the blade pushed in ...

I’ve lived too long and laughed too hard
to walk now and not run
into myself around myself
and straight into your outer shell,
the one you show
the one you feel is worthy
the one I never got a chance to know,
it’s late now ...

04/06/2008

Posted on 04/07/2008
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