I'm in poor condition
a broken thing
and everyone tells everyone
to leave it alone.
So alone.
Even when the sun is shining,
the sky is clear, I'm next to you,
I am so alone.
It still rains in my eyes.
And I've just been fed lies
to keep my resources around
It's no surpise.
And I've come to expect
that everyone will tire of me
and move on to the next
more interesting and easy
contender.
Another man
another lender like me
who is happier or
more likely to supply
the love drug
everyone is on.
Jul 8, 2021
Jul 8, 2021 at 12:01 PM UTC
I'm in poor condition
a broken thing
and everyone tells everyone
to leave it alone.
So alone.
Even when the sun is shining,
the sky is clear, I'm next to you,
I am so alone.
It still rains in my eyes.
And I've just been fed lies
to keep my resources around
It's no surpise.
And I've come to expect
that everyone will tire of me
and move on to the next
more interesting and easy
contender.
Another man
another lender like me
who is happier or
more likely to supply
the love drug
everyone is on.
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