I remember an affection
That I often threw in your general direction
And then
I remember a liking
When you weren't talking
Because I already endured two years of you chatting away
While I sat there wishing that I could hear something
And wondering why my time is an easy target
To be wasted
I wouldn't say that you disgust me
But my pity for you ran out
Four hand fulls of nothing ago
I am trying to put my finger on it
But placing it is hard
Blindfolded with nothing to go on
If...
I had to say something to try and justify my current feelings
I would probably choose your selfishness
Or wait...
It could be the way that you talk yourself up
Like you're not human just like us
You always wanted to be ... different
Or maybe I am slightly shallow
And easily bored just like my mother told me
Maybe it's just the way you walk... so slowly
Or the way you sit
And everything in me wants to push you slightly
And see if your paper thin image falls apart
Then try to say that this all has nothing to do
With you calling me out
For disapproving of my own social drinking
(I never said that I don't contradict myself)
Maybe
I just woke up and realized
That I wasted my time
Just as much as you
And I need someone a little wild like me
A little fun like me
Looking at life
In all of it's short longings
And ready to take a few chances
Take a chance on me
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