you picked me up and brought me home to consume right away
who would've guessed you'd never listen to the things I had to say
swallowing me whole you never gave it a second thought
it's no wonder you started to choke, when in your throat I got caught
you swallowed hard till all of me was inside right and true
tossing and turning all night, how I irritated every part of you
unhappy with the parts of me you could'nt see and are having to digest
maybe leaving me where you found me would have been best
you want me out so bad, should you stick your fingers down your throat so you can hurl
or perhaps a self administered enema, you could give that a whirl
but you decide to see if things will get better on thier own, so you wait
hours later you exponge me and still you're not feeling all that great
look at what I have become after being eaten up by the likes of you
I'll never be the same as I was before no matter what I do
so now you check me out, poking at me with sticks
look a little closer and you'll see my heart it still ticks
I am more than just the bi-product of your selfish greed
I am still good enough for others and maybe just what they need
I can be recycled into something some one would love with all thier heart
everything can be renewed it's never to late for a fresh start
Jan 6, 2011
Jan 6, 2011 at 1:18 AM UTC
you picked me up and brought me home to consume right away
who would've guessed you'd never listen to the things I had to say
swallowing me whole you never gave it a second thought
it's no wonder you started to choke, when in your throat I got caught
you swallowed hard till all of me was inside right and true
tossing and turning all night, how I irritated every part of you
unhappy with the parts of me you could'nt see and are having to digest
maybe leaving me where you found me would have been best
you want me out so bad, should you stick your fingers down your throat so you can hurl
or perhaps a self administered enema, you could give that a whirl
but you decide to see if things will get better on thier own, so you wait
hours later you exponge me and still you're not feeling all that great
look at what I have become after being eaten up by the likes of you
I'll never be the same as I was before no matter what I do
so now you check me out, poking at me with sticks
look a little closer and you'll see my heart it still ticks
I am more than just the bi-product of your selfish greed
I am still good enough for others and maybe just what they need
I can be recycled into something some one would love with all thier heart
everything can be renewed it's never to late for a fresh start
copyright/Viper 2011
