“Iced Chai”
Explain it all away, I don’t care if it happened yesterday, you get to dodge and shift the blame, I’m god forbidden from doing the same,
But if I held myself by the throat to that standard, the marks on my neck would rival disaster,
I can’t tell when I stop or start playing along, walk away or keep that change, knowing at some point I was wrong,
But why should I let it affect me? With my numbness and substance to protect me?
I wait around in the cafe, waiting on jealousy like a clinic,
the adjusted happy people, whose thoughts and feelings I mimic,
Living sleeping parody, what is it, if not all of me? Who are you and that’s not an apology,
Her look says nothing, neither does mine, leave it to me if you want to decline,
“Hello! And What are you going to do with your life?”
“Hello, Thank you, and I’ll take an iced chai”
-E. Bored, MySpace next... add me xd
