Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Riven
Your rhymes don't serve a purpose,
Your reasons lack objective.
After that mouthful of protest,
All I can seem to clutch onto
Is that whiney part of you,
The only part of you
That I think I've ever seen!
My ideas aren't good enough.
I'm not smart enough to notice the differences.
You're too busy to concern yourself with me.
Well that's fine.
It makes me sorry I
Ever crossed your path.
You remind me of how people
Are just prone to making mistakes.
Had I never met you,
I would never learn how to deal with
People who are always interested
In their lies and no one else's.
Selfish people.
I've learned how to avoid
Those of you who
Make me cling to guilt, simply because
I was unavailable for one phone call,
Or because I took too long
Answering an email.
I'm finished with that irreality.
Your woes are like:
A techno song that doesn't know when to end;
A voice that lacks vibrato;
Bungee jumping with a brick and no cord;
Going to the black market for surgery;
Pouring poison over my cornflakes;
Coke instead of Pepsi;
Drinking water bottled from the toilet;
Eyes with no pigment;
A clock with no hands and assuming it's noon;
Rap lyrics that don't rhyme;
Driving a car down a steep hill with no breaks;
Fighting for healthcare for slit wrists…
That's only how I feel,
How you've made me feel.
And I'm sure you are oblivious to it all,
Just as always.
Something has to change,
And seeing as how I'm
The only one who notices a problem,
I've decided that our friendship has to go.
You're not willing to see the problem,
And I'm not willing to fix it alone.
This friendship will have always had breaks in its continuity.
June 26, 2005
Suge
*I used to have one of those kind of friends who make you feel sh!tty with everything they do. I decided that I didn't need that in my life.*
Your reasons lack objective.
After that mouthful of protest,
All I can seem to clutch onto
Is that whiney part of you,
The only part of you
That I think I've ever seen!
My ideas aren't good enough.
I'm not smart enough to notice the differences.
You're too busy to concern yourself with me.
Well that's fine.
It makes me sorry I
Ever crossed your path.
You remind me of how people
Are just prone to making mistakes.
Had I never met you,
I would never learn how to deal with
People who are always interested
In their lies and no one else's.
Selfish people.
I've learned how to avoid
Those of you who
Make me cling to guilt, simply because
I was unavailable for one phone call,
Or because I took too long
Answering an email.
I'm finished with that irreality.
Your woes are like:
A techno song that doesn't know when to end;
A voice that lacks vibrato;
Bungee jumping with a brick and no cord;
Going to the black market for surgery;
Pouring poison over my cornflakes;
Coke instead of Pepsi;
Drinking water bottled from the toilet;
Eyes with no pigment;
A clock with no hands and assuming it's noon;
Rap lyrics that don't rhyme;
Driving a car down a steep hill with no breaks;
Fighting for healthcare for slit wrists…
That's only how I feel,
How you've made me feel.
And I'm sure you are oblivious to it all,
Just as always.
Something has to change,
And seeing as how I'm
The only one who notices a problem,
I've decided that our friendship has to go.
You're not willing to see the problem,
And I'm not willing to fix it alone.
This friendship will have always had breaks in its continuity.
June 26, 2005
Suge
*I used to have one of those kind of friends who make you feel sh!tty with everything they do. I decided that I didn't need that in my life.*
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