Xpression.v2

Apathetic Gluttons (2/3/2008)

Fuck you, all you greedy pigs and everything you take from me
This weight is so unbearable, it has me chained to slavery
You have your fucking way with me and extricate the answer
You assimilate it easily, yet you can not fake a pander
And so, for the sake of slander, but with concern for time
I’ll consolidate the hate I feel to one deserving tide
And if I cross the line, I’ll accept the very consequence
I’ll bear it all so readily with vowels and these consonants
Cause every where I got with this, this smile and compassion
I was crushed beneath your apathy for my personal detractions
You found the satisfaction in my patch work on your problems
But when I fell beneath my own, you weren’t there to solve them
You ignored them, you were bothered, you didn’t even ask me
You chose to turn your head away and easily walk past me
Suddenly, you’re fasting and need to get away from things
But sometimes it’s a sacrifice that is the way to pay for things
Like when everything decays for me and walls are closing inwards
When my chest is being weighed upon and breathing gets much thinner
I even wait on dinner to be there for you so readily
And I seem to do it well and I do it all so steadily
But sometimes when it swells in me, I wish you’d ask the question
And allocate concern for me and this thing that I’m distressed with
But I guess it’s just the best shit when there’s no reciprocation
So, fuck you if you’re reading this, this imperfect dissertation

Notes: It’s about all those people who come to me for help, but never once bother asking how I feel.

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