Some Guy

by

Thomas Granger

Don't ask me why I'm staring if you there, within my sight
Not everything you're doing is to me, this time all right
You can do anything you want, but do it over there
There where I can't see you and I'll try hard not to care

Now in giving me the question of my repetitious gaze
If you tend to interrupt my peaceful life, about I laze
Get ready, "you're a loser", screams carouse into the stench
Of the odour you put off from the booze you always drench

I don't mean it to the others who don't know it's not the truth
My fire lies, forgotten with the years of treasured youth
But my fire does continue in a frequency of light
One that you can't see unless you go out late at night

Blaze into the heavens, through the last and final berth
Of your souls known, discontent form of have any worth
So you take it out on me because I'm here within my space
That having any right to be in is more mine, in anyplace

Get out of my subconscious, by the ears I'll tear you loose
You believe me when I tell you there is seldom any use
On taking frustrations out on everyone around
'Cause wait just one more second and you'll be in the ground

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Muse
by: John William McGrath III
from: Mesa, AZ, US

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