Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Realized im invisible

She walked by me on the train
Didnt ask for my ticket
Maybe could tell that im american
The face looked too dependent
Or with a hand already in a jacket pocket

You think one day i will say
Sometimes i get tired of getting lost
The way they think i run away
Just so i can make a change
Or hope that someone will ask me to stay
Knowing i get headaches in the same place

She learned to relax against the currents
And now only bangs her head against the glass
cant Compare it to finding nooses on my ceiling fans
Like she did in the past
But she still Hangs her head over it
With a face like blank white canvas

He said he could not feel anything
Much worse than just not what i wanted
Couldnt feign any interest
Although i thought he did a pretty good job of it
But i guess i dont have the experience to tell the difference
Falling for hearts with an indifferent distance

im still burning to call someone baby
And i thought that would be you
But youre bored to tears in my museum
Running by the rusty memorial plaques
Where im begging to leave with my heart intact
A history hall, but you dont connect at all
And want your money back
Because you resent all the dirty finger prints
The people who were there before you could get to it
I was stupid to fall in love again

So i bury my head in the snow
Looking to reason with hearts as cold
The ones that visit
Just to say they get it
But tell others not to mention it
the luxury of being ignorant
I fucking wish that i could fit in with them

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