Everything I loved
I lost
Don’t make the mistake
Of thinking
You’re different
You’re not
Don’t think I’m afraid
Of losing you
Even as my deepest pain
I’m ready
And waiting
I get drunk
And give myself a haircut
You think I give a fuck
I get drunk
And give myself a haircut
Did I fill your cup?
Can you get the fuck up?
And be yourself
For a minute or twelve
Take care of yourself
And get the fuck out
Of my face
Wake the fuck up
Get over yourself
Grow the fuck up
And fill your own cup
Stand the fuck up
Or go lay down
In some other part of town
Please
Why the fuck
Are you just
A shadow
Of your true self
A cowardly mockery you’ve placed on a shelf
Why the fuck
Did you give up
And leave me alone
In this graveyard of fools
And broken tools
Used
For nothing
Why the fuck
Did you give up
When the fuck
Did I give up
What’s the question
Where’s my cup
I need a fill up
Please
Help me
Please don’t
Abandon me
Please
Free yourself
From that fucking shelf
Before I break myself
And burn it all down
Please
Believe me
Please see
Yourself