Wednesday, December 22, 2010

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They want me dead or alive
They want to gouge my eyes
They've been waiting forever to judge
So they have a legitimate grudge

The bones tighten and crack in my back
Twisting out of my skin, but I'm still intact
Or so I'd have myself believe
The sane thoughts I could never conceive

Lecture me
Tell me what I'll never be
My sickness is deficiency
And right now I'm the enemy
And now your public frenemy
This happens yet again to me
You are just a literalist
I can see the end of this
You're pouring out of my wrists

Show me hate
I cannot anticipate
So roll the dice and play your fate
Your temper runs a little late

I won't die without you dying first
First is worst, if you survive you're the curse

Broken, waiting, contemplating
Why hate life when it's so easy to die
Why tell the truth when we all lie
Why endure when you know there's no cure
Why to cleanse what will never be pure

Tangled veins are your only remains

If you want me to be something so much
Then why don't you be it?
If what I do in my life offends you
Why are you talking to me?
Go away
Go away
Become a stray
and let me breathe
No questions please
But assume the worse as always
It's about me
It's about you
It's about the world
And you know who


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