Tuesday, January 18, 2011

My name is human (piece)

Two dots balancing on a sheet of glass
While all the world whispers, wondering who I am
I believe that I survived only to go to hell
And all your stares confirm it, as far as I can tell

I often wondered if playgrounds are a symbol of humanity
full of angry spectators begging to lose their sanity
And what of I, who ran, wanting to end the tragedy
The world became elusive
And my name became stupid

So there you are surprised, begging for me to stay
As if its in my nature to sit down and decay
To wear pea coats on Friday and listen to the fray
As if somehow I'm above it
As if somehow you're above me 

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