Shelly's song, by Sandwich Massacre
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A. There was gravel in her shoe and she took it off just to
get it
She cries out to the world but she’s terrified so she
hides from it
The monotony of life has cast a bitter shadow
And she can’t find the sun
Sometimes she’ll forget what day it was
Because it’s been so much like yesterday
She’ll look out the window as each car goes by
Wondering if they all want to die
Would they all want to die? Or are they numb to society and
living like zombies?
B. Shelly… Dear Shelly… We care
Your antinarcissism won’t get you anywhere
Everyone is miserable, but I won’t ask you why when you
said
“If you’re afraid to die then why the fuck were you
born?”
We don’t know if Jesus died that day and Mary was probably
a whore
Catholic freaks don’t eat meat on Fridays
It’s because they have to sacrifice something
But who cares anyway, they still get to eat chocolate on
Easter
And indulge their cravings
You want to get your ass kicked one day so you won’t
become a second zombie
You refuse to answer the phone, it’s pure evil
And there are only dazed mind controllers on the other side
Shelly… dear Shelly… we care
Spontaneous human combustion won’t get you anywhere
Shelly… dear Shelly… don’t run away just yet
One day you’ll be free, then you run out to the sea
See the reflection of the sun and realize
Beyond society… there is more
A
B
2003 |
Posted: 2005-11-06 16:26:34 UTC |
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2005-10-17 04:21:19 | ill haven |
are you professional? |
2005-12-08 20:25:17 | The Space Between |
Wow... I have to tell you that I quit writing years ago and I lost myself. After reading so many of your wonderful poems, I have started writing again. You have inspired the unmotivated. Thank you. |