eight hours

[eye_took_it]

im just talking to myself
no one cares to listen
your two cents isn't worth a dime
whats wisdom when its not mine?

cool calm collected
mascara running down my face
maybe this wasn't expected
but i feel in place

smoke rings spell cancer
too young to care and old enough to know better
but still you give me your lecture
i can't help but to point my finger

im just talking to myself
and no one is paying attention
this rage wraps around me
only eight more hours left to go.

-tam