Life

by crimsonstar

Posted to Poetry on 2002-02-10 15:42:00

When are you going to realise that
this is your life,
Here, now, today,
And if it feels like shit
maybe you made it that way,

You’re so twisted – you can’t bare to see
anyone else happy,
It’s a reminder of your failure to be,
Anything but a victim of the life which
you are leading –
my heart is bleeding,

Drink some whisky and cry yourself to sleep,
In your big cold empty bed
You can’t bare to share with anyone, then,
complain and say there’s no love for me,
no hope for me,
Mmmn, such a pity.

When are you going to realise that
this is it, here, now, today,
And if it feels like shit,
Baby it feels like shit,

Laughing, laughing, we’re all laughing
can’t you see that hair on your chin?
we’ve all noticed that (yeah right)

You wonder if anyone would notice if you were
dead or alive?
Well that’s the question
Are you?
Are you?
Dead or alive??



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