Whatever's Wrong With Me Is Here To Stay
Can any word I write go unscrutinized?
Are any of these thoughts spoken unrevised?
Something I fight, I may as well fight gravity.
Hope for resolution with a spit of sincerity.
Improbable, impatient, it's all speculation.
Insensitive, unmoved, and underhanded.
Living on nothing but suppressed desires,
like economic or emotional suicide.
I know nothing that you know nothing that I know only how to resign.
If you were mine, if I had that time, if I was that kind, I would never
From Letras Mania