Here I am laying on my sick bed
staring at an ugly neon sign that says “JOY”
listening to the moaning & sweet agonies,
why don’t you just fucking live already!
You know what I’m gonna do when I’m outta bed?
I’m gonna write some poems, do my own things,
fuck some shit up, who cares it’s all for nothing.
Why won’t you just fucking make the cut!
I understand being misunderstood, being owned,
being overlooked, being alone but please GOD
don’t let it be self-pity your default mode.
Why can’t you just cry power and let it be yours!
You’re driving people insane with the circling & circling.
Leaving folks behind is painful & necessary.
The only question you need to ask really is this:
Who & what the fuck is next & no “thank you, please”!
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