Air For You
Air For Your (11/10/2007)
You complain about your problems and you want the answers
But you only think about it when it’s done and after
In your blood’s a cancer that you try to cry away at night
It’ll stay inside until you do the things you say are right
I really want to say this right, but I want to fucking scream it
Excuses are your reasons and it stings a bit to see it
You break your life to pieces and do it all so easily
I would punch a fucking wall if that’s the way it needs to be
Cause, honestly, it seems to me, that you will never listen
Blinded by decision, so you give the guy your vision
Another sub division in the list of those who hurt you
The people who unnerve you and laugh at you and curse you
I wonder if it hurts you to see me getting air for you
I had to take a walk because, odd enough, I care for you
I always try to share with you and be the ear that’s there for you
The angel on your shoulder, right underneath your hair for you
Sitting in this chair for you, just so you can vent shit
But every single day it appears you never get this
That every time you screw up, the waves are set in motion
In the ocean of the day and you can not control them
You can only hold them as the eb and flow direct you
It’ll get you and beat you and, in the end, upset you
I try my best to get through and make you see the message
Behind the words that it’s dressed in, in between your messes
But, in the best of all my guesses, I’m kind of feeling faithless
I can take this, but I doubt that you will make the changes
Flipping through the pages pretending that you’re reading
When you’re only really setting up for another inner beating
Notes: It’s about trying to help a person who, in the end, only creates the problems for themself.
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