Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Anti-social?
IN a dark corner untold
Lies a truth not meant for the mind
Not here now
But that choice was mine
I cry
And I cry
But I know that in this time
I AM ALONE
No one is special around me
Just more of the same
With life’s propaganda rotting there brain
There minds are not open
There thoughts they run weak
Always obsessing
There sun that’s repressing
All I know is not meant for here
Not meant for man
Not meant to be sane
Anti-social my ass
I live for my pain
My loneliness drives
A truth not contrived
With no doubt I know
These ants and there sun
Live in a haze
So leave me alone
To my antisocial ways
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