Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god


You're releasing a grief
That comes to spell calamity.
You're only here to gain
Attention to yourself.
And as for care. You have none,
Only care for yourself.
Can't you care for me for awhile?
Or would that be asking too much?
I refuse to grin and bear it,
Your translucent behavior
Is nothing but a dangerous flaw.
I could help you get cured
From that behavior thing,
If only you'd care enough
About things that aren't so
Damn materialistic.
Life is not usually about
Who possesses the best stuff,
It should be about sentiments,
And love, but what can ya do?
You wanna be an ass,
Go ahead and be an ass.

June 4, 2004

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