rough draft p2

El_KabongEl_Kabong Posts: 4,141
edited November 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
spare me your empty promises
I don’t believe a single word you say
All you know how to do is take from others
While you deflect the finger of blame
Your belly is past full
And yet you steal from everyone’s plate
Taking more than you need
Dragging everyone else down
Shaking hands and acting friendly
With a knife hidden behind
Marketed as the savior
Come to save us and make us complete again
You are not the fucking answer
Your are an idiotic knock knock joke not even worth my time
You are a fucking cancer
You are a fucking disease
The world would be so much better off without you
Maybe then we could all breathe
Keep it all, ignore the suffering
Marginalize the suffering
And still you don’t fucking care
A heartless man if there ever was one
And I’m just wondering
Why don’t you care
I’m just wondering
How you sleep at night?
I’m just wondering
What’s your reason
For all the needless suffering
Why don’t you care?
Why do you do nothing?
Your hollow efforts no longer are a comfort to me
Your pretty speeches no longer distract me
I see you for what you are
And it disgusts me that once I gave in
And had trust in you to do the right thing
But you are all the same
standin above the crowd
he had a voice that was strong and loud and
i swallowed his facade cos i'm so
eager to identify with
someone above the crowd
someone who seemed to feel the same
someone prepared to lead the way
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