Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
A BIG DAMN LOSER!
Your shoes are more important
Than the duress of family.
I am showered in your hate,
I still don’t know what I did wrong.
You are prompt and accidental
But stuck and lost.
Aren’t we all tumbling in confusion,
Expecting the answers to be thrown at us,
But we catch nothing, except self-pity.
You get carried away with
The melodrama of other people’s lives,
You ignore the melodrama of your life.
Sometimes, my heart aches
So badly with hurt,
But you would never know I’d hurt.
You’d never question it, hence you’d never care.
I often wonder if you are capable
Of caring for someone other than yourself.
How important you are to yourself,
You don’t show emotion.
Sometimes I see you as
A big damn loser.
May 7, 2004
Than the duress of family.
I am showered in your hate,
I still don’t know what I did wrong.
You are prompt and accidental
But stuck and lost.
Aren’t we all tumbling in confusion,
Expecting the answers to be thrown at us,
But we catch nothing, except self-pity.
You get carried away with
The melodrama of other people’s lives,
You ignore the melodrama of your life.
Sometimes, my heart aches
So badly with hurt,
But you would never know I’d hurt.
You’d never question it, hence you’d never care.
I often wonder if you are capable
Of caring for someone other than yourself.
How important you are to yourself,
You don’t show emotion.
Sometimes I see you as
A big damn loser.
May 7, 2004
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A BIG DAMN LOSER!
A BIG DAMN LOSER!