Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Fade

It's a funny thing
This self esteem
It's easy to hurt
It's awesome to redeem

Your mediocre words
Don't matter anymore
Your daddy's money
Makes you a bore

I can't believe
I made you matter
More than others
When you're nothing but chatter

But it's going to change
Starting from now
You're demoted to nothingness
From up above

Have your weed
Kill your time
No productivity
Not worth a dime

Drown in your fears
While you hide your face
You're empty and dead
You're my best disgrace

I'll learn from your loss
I'll laugh at your pain
I'll feed on your mistakes
I'll make myself sane

You don't mean anything
You'll come as you go
Without a bang
And no one will know

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