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Empty and Wasted

My life is empty and a waste of time

Can you hear that clock chime?

Iam extremely confused

My brain is completely abused


Don't just stand there, what's the deal?

This feeling is not real

Don't dare thing you can beat me

I will not flee


When you look at me

What do you see?

Don't just sit there and laugh

I will hit you with a heavy staff


Confusion has just set in

Pierce my heart with your sin

My blood is toxic waste

My tears are as thick as paste


This is a colourless life

Are you looking for a beautiful wife?

Why don't you understand?

This is not the final stand


Why are you so scared?

Your life might be spared

I don't feel the pressure

This is giving me pleasure


Are you under the impression you will be missed?

You fool, you can't even walk through the mist

Don't think that feeling is a location

Because love needs a donation


Think you are a fighter?

Think again, you are probably just a writer

What was I thinking?

You are too fucking busy stinking


Did you hear my last word?

You are just part of my herd

This is the last bend

Because your life is about to end


©Josh West

2011

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