Employed then conveyed
Wrists to the blade
Striding fast for shade
I stuck my hand in the pits of hell I need a Band Aid
You're using me! Using me! For what I have the foggiest notion
Aside from that though, I'm broken
Time to stick out my thumb
Trek to Somewhere Else to be numb
Glad I can be of service
Merely adequate
For your roles they declare you unfit
"Well don't change yourself," a kind soul states
"Don't let their cruelty instigate
On the pariah they love to hate
Anything drastic
I'm flexible like elastic
But sometimes I stretch so far that I'm nearly breaking
The pressure's nearly got me shaking, I begin to ache and
I'm contemplating my fate and
They all call me
A dimwit riddled with scars
That he can't sneak glimpses at
He wonders if he'll be missed by the village
His presence is far from a privilege
It's pegged a punishment
And his life is the crime
So tormented, demons make him do time
The zombies in his head are rubbing together sticks
Pondering new death methods, hurl down bricks
Up my sleeve I have loads of tricks
But they always backfire, and cause conflict
Games and wisecracks
For what he has a knack
You retaliate, then watch me attack
Just please give a fuck
He says, voice trembling
I must make myself a name
Put my hands together and pray
Close your eyes for sublime days
Once you've conquered you won't care
No need for empathy, I'll get myself there
That's what you perceive me as?
Nothing more than a nut in your boot?
Should I aim this now, pull the trigger and shoot?
Frankly, I'd never dare, I'm too astute
Voices in my head always shrieking out pursuits
Am I too disturbing? Am I too morbid?
Too reckless and noxious
Infecting every piece of life like poison oak
Would the world notice once I croak?
Not if I don't do anything remarkable
Got to be exceptional for Life to take notice
In that case, I'll bolster up the boldness
Hold up my own damn laws like Moses
Prove to me I'm not a heap in a yard
Broiled, tossed and charred
I can only wish I won't be discarded
Disregarded
"See my depth!" he yells like a banshee
Ear-piercing, to them it's mind-numbing
Lock me out, throw away the key
It doesn't matter 'cuz you'll forget about me
The arrow in my breast is what he thought was fallacious
He has no place except in empty spaces
On tear-stained pages
Fool topped his crass fatuousness
Wants it to come to an end
Seal that chapter like an envelope
Tighten this noose with a yard of rope
On a downward slope
Trying to see through the bigger scope
Rid the sordidness with a bar of soap
Don't jump to conclusions I'm not pondering dashing off this cliff
I'm far too curious to collapse from the ride
He'll see better days, she says with a pat on the back
If they're disgusted by you, don't be taken aback
One always comes across disapproval even if you're saintly
It's just you've been so tender lately
Every instance seems you're significant
So that's what you perceived
Then perverseness seeps in like a slow, biting wave
Only time can trump it.
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