| "Find Someone" | |
| It's been so long, It's been so hard to find. It's for you girl, why I rack my mind. Day in day out, You forgot again. And I'm playing without, oh without a friend. I turned on the light, Then I turned it off again, Because I thought it might, Make this all end. I'll take the room, That will take me. I'll make my furniture, My new family. Then I'll find someone to meet my new relations. I'll sit with them for hours, providing they have the patience. I'll cut open my head to show them all my brain, But perhaps in not such a vulgar way. I look at them, And they look back at me. I wonder to myself, What is it they see? Some seem to hate me, Some just don't seem to care. Is it 'cause I don't have that, Long curly hair? Is it 'cause I don't go to college, Or because I don't have what you call a job? Or because I don't get pissed of a weekend, Cause I'm no fucking yob? Or is it because my opinion of most things it far from politically correct, Or because most politics, I just politically detest? Rohan |
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