By the guppy
Date: 22 January 2000
endless departure (things i mumble to itself)
she offered me nothing 'cept a warning not to shape her
and covered it with expensive wrapping paper
how was i to know i wasn't supposed to open it?
she told me that she'd spilled a drop of hope in it
i called her on that bluff
she never had enough to cling to
i wrote a love song
like a wedding march
but twice as long
and i had found someone completely wrong
to sing it to
she didn't get it
and it still bugs me if i let it
she gave me kisses on the cheek and said she was sorry
so i tried my hand at writing her a story
how was i to know she'd tear apart the cover?
she was a little weird, but i couldn't help but love her
that made her smile
she never took advantage of my pen
she tried to make a profit
called me a prophet
placed me on a pedestal
up i went
and down i fell
right off it
i didn't like it
she didn't get it
and god knows, it still bugs me if i let it
she wore expensive clothes and spent her time daring me to remove them
she had her theories thought out and wanted me to prove them
how was i to know i was just a lab rat?
the cage should have clued me in, but i guess i wasn't phased by that
she was pretty sneaky
i never really made it through her maze
i tried, but i got lost
and then got tired
got sick of being bossed around
and shocked by wires
and tossed around
and jerked around
and knocked down
and picked up
and running into walls
and just ended up not wanting the damn cheese anymore anyway
it was bound to happen someday
i really try my best to just forget it
not regret it
but, as you can see, it still bugs me if i let it
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