Changing Lanes

18:32
!5/05/07
Jealousy....
A word so simple
With so many tacit words
These whys and wherefores that he grasps
Rolling on and on in his fucking brain
The society that passes him by
Without a second glance
The heartache they can't spot
A feeling to not fit in
To be dealing with existence alone
Hollow pages in front of his eyes
Ink splattered across the floor
Silent screams resounding in his head
A beast ready to roar

She's seeing him now
For reasons mysterious to him
What can he name us
Will he ever realise
The attention feels pleasant
But how long will this survive
He looks up to the sky for an answer
As today grows into tomorrow
The day has rolled away
And she's already departed
He's on his way down all over again
To that ditch he calls home
Now he will lie here unnoticed
Till the attention sparkles on him again

Now he waits
For that day to emancipate him
To put him back in the limelight
Till then he'll burn
Till then he'll wish some people were dead
For the end of their existence
He looks for just that one chance
But life is not his playground
And things move on
So does the society all around
Without a second glance
Rolling in his fucking head
Loud whispers muffled in his head
A man ready to moan

-Stained