State of Rejection
There's a problem,
And we have to solve it.
But please don't worry,
Because I know all about it.
I'm in no hurry,
And you'll realize,
That I really don't know s-h-i-t.
And that's the problem,
Now, that I'm stressed about it.
You see I could bathe in gold.
But my emotions are gone.
My answers are cold.
I think it's time to move on.
My head is stressed.
Living in a constant state of rejection.
Whatever works best.
I'm way outside,
Standing near Imagination.
The lies that I tell myself.
They're quite the riot.
Right up there with Coagulation.
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