Xpression.v2

Random Itching (12/25/2006)

If I don’t write for a bit then I think it’s gone to shit
I talk to myself hoping that I can find a fix
Something I can twist, just pick a wrist to slit
Anything to make me hurt, leave me feeling sick
Cause I feel like such a dick losing hold of this
If I can’t corral my thoughts, how can I sit down and spit
Just throw me in the pit and tell me I should quit
Little stupid kid who won’t amount to shit
But like an addict for a fix, I crave and feel the itch
If I can’t pick a thought out then I’ll randomize this shit
And talk about anything that that leaves me in this twist
It’s not that I’m content, I just find it hard to bitch
So I’ll tear out every stitch and bleed across the table
Every little single thought laced into a fable
When everything seems stable, that’s when it’s gone to shit
Another rut to rest in as I try to scratch the itch

I thank God for the day and every breath I take
But I curse him for the way that he lets my life decay
Cause he let me go insane, staring at the beauty
Knowing that it’s something that has fucking run right through me
But going on with duty and working for a living
Making next to nothing so I sit here penny splitting
Dealing with the assholes who lack the common sense
How I’d love to get behind them and break their little neck
And take away respect, something I’ve been stripped of
Thinking of that body, no, thinking what I’m sick of
There’s never time to pick up, nothing we can discuss
No chance to get away from the heavy and the sick stuff
So every thought will itch us, it’ll itch me, it’ll itch you
Maybe it’ll itch me, then itch he, then itch who?
Maybe it’ll hit you and leave me high and mighty
And leave me with some time to figure what I’m writing
Cause I know it makes no sense, but this is my in head
Damn she has the curves, I mean, I hate this job instead
Let’s empty jars and heads and leave us all with silence
Insanity, perversity, and the random thoughts of violence

Notes: It’s been a while since I’ve written and part of it is because of my complete lack of focus. This piece is scattered intentionally. It’s as random as my thoughts.

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