I'm a master of social illiteracy
A song out of rhythm no playing it coy
Thought and action contradictory
A gambit I never learned how to employ
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Not for public consumption these tattered pieces of me nor waving in the wind.
Whatever
you
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On my knees, without the strength I need to pretend
Deconstructed, will I ever learn?
Fleeing pain, run straight into myself once again
Moth to flame, held captive as I burn.
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This is a reworking of the original, I was in a foul mood that day...still not sure which I prefer.
On my knees, without the strength I need to pretend
Decinstructed, will I ever learn?
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Give me time give me space I need to vascillate
Sit in it spit on it make it cheap and fake
If loving you means losing me I won't hesitate
Guess you missed the memo my heart isn't yours to break.
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Last Call For Lost Causes
I'm a master of social illiteracy
A song out of rhythm no playing it coy
Thought and action contradictory
A gambit I never learned how to employ
I need very little but desperately so
Denying the fact it is I who am lost
Resilience forgotten too brittle to grow
Recalling the rush but forgetting the cost
I admit to the wavering faith in my heart
While I cling to this tenuous love as my tether
These last pieces of me if again pulled apart
Simply aren't sufficient to fit back together.
(8/12/10)