So we find ourselves here again
Lost for words and looking in
Never quite knowing our place
Not recognizing our own face
I see the razor on the glass
I don't even have to ask
Do you think that it will numb the pain
Or maybe somewhat ease the strain
They placed the apple on your head
Sure their aim had seen better days
Yeah we'll be happy once we're dead
But still it could take years...
Is this where we thought we'd be?
Hating you and loathing me
I see the needle on the floor
I don't question anymore
I wish I could have known my fate
Way before it was too late
Not sure I'd done a thing to change
Seems our lives were pre-arranged
They placed the apple on your head
Sure their aim had seen better days
They'll make us famous once we're dead
But still it could take years...
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
So we find ourselves here again
Lost for words and looking in
Never quite knowing our place
Not recognizing our own face
I see the razor on the glass
I don't even have to ask
Do you think that it will numb the pain
Or maybe somewhat ease the strain
They placed the apple on your head
Sure their aim had seen better days
Yeah we'll be happy once we're dead
But still it could take years...
Is this where we thought we'd be?
Hating you and loathing me
I see the needle on the floor
I don't question anymore
I wish I could have known my fate
Way before it was too late
Not sure I'd done a thing to change
Seems our lives were pre-arranged
They placed the apple on your head
Sure their aim had seen better days
They'll make us famous once we're dead
But still it could take years...
Wrote this when I was an active addict. No one likes it but it's one of my favorites. Most of my poems are songs.
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