Mediocre Me...

To Kurt

Hey You, Will you be me

To feel my apathy

Seemly no

Oh yeah Baby tell me so

Finality of Therapy

Awkward resolution to squeeze me

In Love with the dirty golden liquid

Need some help to keep the high spirit

Hell ya! I bought my self some smile

Need to store them in a file

Come on girl lets dine

Wont eat you, trust me you be fine

The roses are red

Colored by blood

Yet the colors fade with time

Need a gun to paint them fine

And I am poor

But are you sure

There is another door

Hidden somewhere in this smoky floor

And we trade here forever

Status for fun is a mighty endeavour

To be branded mediocre by another mediocre

Well I am the jack who's better than the other

Love the sunshine just like you

Yet its limited only to the few

And the spot lights focused on the parasites

Hiding their face behind someones hide

The foolish men and the silver screen

The men in the green field are just too mean

But the kingdom was filled with blind men

And they threw down the green note in the dirty drain

                                                                          -----------Roby