It’s not
That I didn’t
Consider
Your feelings
I just didn’t
Think about you
At all
#2 The Thief
I really couldn’t give a fuck
If you say it’s yours or not
I will take whatever I want
And leave you here to rot
Ignorance
You think you know me so well
Yet you haven’t got a clue
For if you did
You’d see how I hid
All that I was from you
Passive
Who knows
And, quite frankly,
Who cares
Tickets For Sale
Shout
as much
as you
want
Loudly
bang
your
drum
For I
won’t be
joining
in
I’m
far too
fucking
numb
A (Pathetic) (Part Two)
What
is
wrong
with
you
He
said
Why
can’t
you
just
try
your
best?
I
honestly
don’t
know
She
said
It’s
an
illness,
I guess
No Reply
It
frightens
me
just
how
much
your
Inaction
shakes
me
to
the
core
Ever Hopeful
Crossing
the road
slowlyEver hopeful
of getting
run overLeaving
the oven
door openEver hopeful
of inhaling
the gasDrinking
spirits
every dayEver hopeful
of pickling
the liverEating
salted chips
all nightEver hopeful
of a heart
bypass
Bitter
Tell all
the lies
about me
you like
Spin your
twisted
tales
of spite
But half
truths won’t
make people
like you
And they
certainly
don’t make
you right
Indifference
Sometimes I do.
Sometimes I don’t.
Sometimes I will
Sometimes I won’t.
Deal with it.
Or don’t.
I’m not bothered either way.
Ramblings Of A Fragile Mind 