What's a lost cause
In me
His face
His stare
No grace
No air?
A faded, blurry imagery of red hues
And blue computer tunes
Of a life I'd never dare to dream I'd live
Well lucky me,
Getting lost in a fantasy
Of a house
A job
A life
Fuck maybe just a will to live
A fear of death
A desire to be awake and not ache over things that have long since overfilled my plate
My face drops
My teeth rot
People tell me to do things I have long since forgot
So I sit and I hope
And god I wish I'd choke
On the food I don't wanna eat
Cause if I'm not beautiful I'm useless
I have no skills, no talents no thrills
I'm full of mistakes and I'm hopeless
So I smoke and I drink
And I sit and I think
And then I kill myself inside to live
It's something I hope I can one day forgive
All these little deaths
All these graves
From a life predetermined
A road paved
