I remember her touch again,
I thirst so much and then I think
of the pill again, I think I'll drink when
I get home and write about it: the
pathetic life.
Arms wide open,
sitting down.
Reaching out
to the sky, just waiting
for some answer to
fall into my lap.
When you're lost you
stay in one place, though, when
you're lost you just sit there
waiting and aching.
Pinch me again to try and stay awake,
on the floor, staring at the ceiling,
my batteries are running low,
I'm overheating, I feel catatonic,
hypertense but sedated.
My mind is racing so fast I
can't stop to think straight
life lost it's flavor
but one way or another
I'm going to drag my ass to my notebook
drag my feet to the computer
and I'm going to write a positive poem tonight
convince myself I changed
fool myself into thinking I'm not leading a
pathetic life,
arms wide open,
sitting down,
reaching out
to the sky, just waiting
for some answer to
fall into my lap;
fool myself into thinking I'm
doing something,
going somewhere,
becoming someone,
being me, but I know the truth
and the blood always soaks through
here I thought I was empty
but there's always shit left in me
and to think this is the bottom
this is only the bottom.
I thirst so much and then I think
of the pill again, I think I'll drink when
I get home and write about it: the
pathetic life.
Arms wide open,
sitting down.
Reaching out
to the sky, just waiting
for some answer to
fall into my lap.
When you're lost you
stay in one place, though, when
you're lost you just sit there
waiting and aching.
Pinch me again to try and stay awake,
on the floor, staring at the ceiling,
my batteries are running low,
I'm overheating, I feel catatonic,
hypertense but sedated.
My mind is racing so fast I
can't stop to think straight
life lost it's flavor
but one way or another
I'm going to drag my ass to my notebook
drag my feet to the computer
and I'm going to write a positive poem tonight
convince myself I changed
fool myself into thinking I'm not leading a
pathetic life,
arms wide open,
sitting down,
reaching out
to the sky, just waiting
for some answer to
fall into my lap;
fool myself into thinking I'm
doing something,
going somewhere,
becoming someone,
being me, but I know the truth
and the blood always soaks through
here I thought I was empty
but there's always shit left in me
and to think this is the bottom
this is only the bottom.
