*Wrote this for a concert in May this year. It was meant to vocalise a guy's hurt. Ever felt like life's punching bag? Like everything in the universe is out to get you? Have you ever felt....
PAIN
I'm lost in lust and party with pictures of porn,
So there….JUDGE ME!!
I can’t stand the sound of silence,
The guilt, like the titanic, is too grande to ignore,
And so I decide to drown it in drink!
And so I drink up and drink big
-Internationale!
Russian Vodka!
French wine
Japanese saki,
American whiskey,
And they all leave me---lifted...but later
Wasted, deflated, destroyed.
Pissed off, angry, annoyed!!
And so I sink deeper, eager,
Drowning and already submerged ego.
I look at what I have,
And it just won’t/ doesn’t cut it!
Or come close to nearly being enough,
Still living under mum’s roof!
Really? That’s rough!
How will I find my independent woman,
When I’m still a dependent man?
And my bank balance reads five thousand?
This doesn’t fell fair,
I'm here laid bare,
Virtually naked!
While you sit and stare!
You can’t help me!!
Unless you can make me Steve Job’s heir.
So would you blame me for the pain?
For hating
A far-flung and forgotten father figure
An absent anomaly,
A man who was never around.
A man who said ‘Peace’,
Got lost and was never found.
If he ever did showed,
I’d .... you don’t want to know...
But don’t give me those eyes of pity,
Like ‘Oh poor him,’
You don’t know me!!
Your understanding of it all, is at best... really slim.
