I’m Fine
Today I killed myself
Over you- over something else
Dust is forming on your shelves
Twisted ties & tangled belts
What's bad for me is good for you
Your words don't match the things you do
The moon is full, now that's my cue
The sky reflects a cobalt blue
You've taken me for granted
Now my love for you is slanted
All emotions running rampant
And the seeds of doubt are planted
Crying late at night again
Apologies for what has been
Who am I becoming, friend
I think I can, I think I can
Maybe I'm just lazy
Maybe I'm just fucking crazy
Maybe I should down a pill to cure my need to kill
Maybe this is just a bad day
Maybe all this pain will go away
Maybe headaches are just God's way- of revenge
Served with wine & regret frays- at both ends
10
2
3