Wednesday, April 10, 2013

pacing holes in the floor

woah damn i'm pissed
you take me from my place
then you give me this?

well who the fuck are you?
you to tell me what i should
and should not do

i'm told i need to listen to society
i'm never told what parts
if i hear the whole thing
i just end up lost

you're doing it wrong
according to everyone else
so why the fuck listen
and sacrifice yourself?

one group will say
what the straight and narrow is
telling you what life is all about
that's all well and good
even through all the doubt

....but do not ever
tell me that what i say is wrong
you are the ass here
and only i know whats up
my life is designed
by the ways in my mind
the ways, you're telling me
that i will never find

tells me how smart you are...

where is my solace?
why no salvation?
why with this oneness
do i feel this frustration?

don't scratch that itch
and it will go away
pick and make it bleed
to give your clothes a stain

then pace the day away

never in my life
have i connected completely
not so much as right now
yet i feel more alone than ever
even here, in my home town

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