Technology Bond
v. 1 Worthless like an iPhone that isn’t activated…
Texting is so overrated…lately, I’ve felt jaded…
I’m the dirty laundry in your bedroom
I suck up the dirt from the carpet and the gloom
Does…torture…me…
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
V. 2 Writing is a gift from God Most High
Reading Proverbs and Psalms of plenty
I cry aloud to Him and He listens, but why…….?
Why do I cry so much…missing sleep of beauty…
Recently, I’ve been ashamed of my existence
Right this instant, right this instant
I’m tired of discouraging me
I’m tired of you discouraging me,
Treating me like laundry on my carpet floor
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
v. 3 Get off your phone, look at me; I, alone, love you
A couple of minutes later, my mind is on a clean slate today
Conversations of so many I hear in this classroom
Gloom is my groom and I marry the wife of strife…
Never once felt by affection,
But felt on by rejection
But inflamed by rejection
The infliction of insanity fires up my skull
Can’t you see? Can’t you see my sorrowful soul?
Ch. : The technology bond – I flee
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
The technology bond – I am set free
I’ve tried and tried and I’m tired of being me
I’ve lied and lied to myself countless times, can’t you see?
I am strong, I have a technology bond…
I do belong, I’m introvert and extrovert mixed in one…I’m fond
Of me…
Of me…
Of you…
Of you too…
I’m connected to you
And you are connected to me
Haven’t you got the clue
That you belong to me?
Shame embraced me bitterly…
But, fame will hug me spontaneously…
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2015
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