Guess you did not
Read the subtitles
About the next 7 years
When you used
Your mechanics on
That monarch butterfly.
You have the same measure
Of intelligence as you do tact.
Talking with your ballpoint
Is like waiting on my ears to pop
When I fly commercial.
Everyone wants to see me fall
They never paid me for that.
So I am not playing Simon says
To the instruction of a pathetic liar.
She has class
She sticks it up
Everyone else’s Ass
There is a record in the back room
Statistics made the artist so annoyed
He sang out and he ignored the static
Broken clown
Cracked mirror
Stand on your head
So your smile comes back
They are here for the circus
Don’t disappoint today.
Or
They will kill you and
Everyone will believe that you killed yourself
Because you refused to smile.
I am still in the waiting room
Looking at the same old magazine
The people on that coverup , They introduced themselves , as though they should be relevant to me. They act like I should give them a standing ovation. They would not get a standing ovation out of me unless they were chocolate covered Valium . Those people on that cover Only smile
Because they don’t have to listen
To the bullshit they spew at everyone in the waiting room.
I do not like it. I do not want to be treated like this
I am not around anyone who cares to see. I am sick of repeating myself and I want to find a reason to not feel this way all the time. Some days I really don’t care if my house is unkept .Some days I do care. I am sick of cleaning up the same mess that I didn’t even make. If I am going to have to talk about this next week and nothing is ever done about this. Then why waste my time today.
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