Written by: Scribbler Of Verses

exhausted by all the bull***t talk

by all the mindless blabber over lukewarm coffee

about this and about that 

and about who's f***ing who

but all that doesn't mean a damn thing to me

and though blind i may be

some things even i see

and in times like these i wish no one harm

but i also wish to be left alone

to just be

screwed-up old me...