by Dan Gasser on Monday, August 2, 2010 at 11:03pm
I've tried to tell you
But you dont seem to listen
I've given up trying
To convice you your missing
I have a thought
Every now and then
Usually they are fleeting
So I wrote it down again.
This time my thoughts
May seem a little strange
But Ill let you be the judge
Being the one forced to read
I woke up this morning
All alone in my bed
I rolled over and realized
My emotions were dead.
I felt no sadness
For being all alone
I wasnt even mad
I had broken my phone.
In a fit of rage
The night before last
I smashed the effer
Because of what had passed.
I remember the words
Exchanged in the heat
The harshness that came
and knocked me off my feet.
So this morning comes
And my eyes are dry
My concsience is clear
But I dont know why
But Im not angry
And I dont feel remorse
I have lost the ability
To emote from a source
Sure emotions can be faked
But I say what good is it.
Without feeling the passion
I'd rather load my own bullet
So here I am
Eating cereal from a bowl
I find it hard to believe
That I've lost my soul.
I dont feel any love
I dont feel any hate
I dont feel like I'll ever
Find the right mate
But what does it matter
My emotions are gone
Swept under the rug
Like a poorly written song
Maybe I need someone
Someone that wants to save me
A rescue on my behalf
To convince me to just be.
But like I said
It doesnt really matter
If they ever come back
Ill ignore their pattern
It's easier to diffuse
The poison of the potion
If emotions arent lubricating
The gears set in motion.
But you dont seem to listen
I've given up trying
To convice you your missing
I have a thought
Every now and then
Usually they are fleeting
So I wrote it down again.
This time my thoughts
May seem a little strange
But Ill let you be the judge
Being the one forced to read
I woke up this morning
All alone in my bed
I rolled over and realized
My emotions were dead.
I felt no sadness
For being all alone
I wasnt even mad
I had broken my phone.
In a fit of rage
The night before last
I smashed the effer
Because of what had passed.
I remember the words
Exchanged in the heat
The harshness that came
and knocked me off my feet.
So this morning comes
And my eyes are dry
My concsience is clear
But I dont know why
But Im not angry
And I dont feel remorse
I have lost the ability
To emote from a source
Sure emotions can be faked
But I say what good is it.
Without feeling the passion
I'd rather load my own bullet
So here I am
Eating cereal from a bowl
I find it hard to believe
That I've lost my soul.
I dont feel any love
I dont feel any hate
I dont feel like I'll ever
Find the right mate
But what does it matter
My emotions are gone
Swept under the rug
Like a poorly written song
Maybe I need someone
Someone that wants to save me
A rescue on my behalf
To convince me to just be.
But like I said
It doesnt really matter
If they ever come back
Ill ignore their pattern
It's easier to diffuse
The poison of the potion
If emotions arent lubricating
The gears set in motion.
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