in my head and inspired,
i've dwelled upon and fallen
for this idle mind for weeks now
dismal and meager, scraping by
choking dry emotions through the ringer,
these arms that long for the stranger, in you
because I no longer know who you are, or did I ever?
I question myself, without answers,
sometimes it's that easy to hate you,
when it's all that I have
to undo me at the seams of my nature,
the nice guy who finished last,
everyday for the rest of his life
will stay cool, stay cool forever.