Absent Minded
My 2 friends don't care
Trapped in a system
forcing pills down my throat
for an excuse with a changing name
I write this stuff
and have this place i come to
to let it all out
this place where i do my thing
and my friends dont care
theyre never here
They know i write and tell me they are delusions
They know im a wreck cause iswallow pills
judgement i suppose
just another dose
from mankind
i dont care i'll just write it out and erase it later
but my friends
my only two friends
theyare never here to read it
i could call them names
tell you they are hookers and jerks
it wouldnt matter to them
if my writing made me famous
I guess its not like they are my lovers
they dont need to cry with me
its not going to save my soul
for beiong who i am
and what ive done
soo what i guess
my friends whoa re supposed to care have never left me a comment
never logged onto my site to say hey way to go
good stuff
they dont stand by me
so i feel alone
Just the judgement
of did u take your pills today
doi the doctors know you smoked pot on your birthday?
and no we wont go to the club with you
your in trouble and that excuse is enough
But i babysit for them
move them inand out of their apartments
call them often
and do what i can for them
oh trust me im probably no joy to be around with my mood swings
and lack of wealth
but it would be nice to know theyve been here
my ex boyfriend an angel
that never let me go
my other friend a shoulder ive always leaned on
and theyve never spent a second looking inside
of me to see what i do
they never leave me a comment
they never are here to say a thing
and i dont know why i care
I know im not the most popular guy
but some guys trying to get in my pants will read a few
just to figure meout
some people i never see again will log on to see what im about
my doctors and undercover cops im sure
but my own two friends?
you think they would
but nope never
my own two friends dont care but they always say they support me
and they are just not interested in poetry
I dont know where to go
to find like minded people in this dead city
i dont know where else to find someone i dont have to buy
to spend time with who is like minded
so im not always hurting like this
not everyone is going to treat you or love you the way you want
but right now i feel like my own two friend sdont care
when they need to go to the hospital its me they call
when something is wronmg
im there
but will they read a poem i write
or tell me anythging
or open up to me>?
no i guess i have to accept that about them
or look for new friends i cant afford
because being young everything is about money money money
and being next to unemployable i dont have any
so my only two friends who dont care
they'll never read this and if they do
they would never understand
im not sure what id say if they did
but id care and theyd play a guilt trip like they mess with my head
like mysocial worker does
soo if ineed to be on all these prescriptions and im soo dangerous
why keep telling me all these strange things and procreations
to help delude and drive me crazy
i mean my plates kind of full
so they mess with my head my own two friends
they wont read my poetry
but when it comes to my love life
a guy ill never see again will show some interest
what does that mean?
do these people and professionals
masking humor making money off me
do they care
am i seriously that crazy
or should i try to do something?
right like what
laugh along until it breaks the camels back and i end up
with some other charge
my own two friends
the hooker and my ex boyfriend
they know soo little about me
but never read my poetry
the doctors and social workers and nurses try to put delusions in my head
and all i can think is
this isnt happening
they do it like it s a joke
like they will flick the lights on and say he knows he knows
or they will pretend to have an emergency button
and nervously go to hit it for no reason
over a coide word
i cant take iot my owen two friends wont read my poetry
and the people doctoring me treat me like an experiment of
how much does it take to drive this guy totally crazy?
someone let me in on it
the satellites and spies they jokingly told me about
is it true?
the secret service they said that isnt or is watching me
is it true?
dont make me go to another appointment without a wire please
let me prove it to you
they mess with my head
im telling you!!
and my two friends who wont read my poetry they do it to
and they dont care
Im just the pink elephant in the room
the fat woman you cant say cake or fat around
and im not amused
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My 2 friends don`t care
My 2 friends don`t care
