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Description
I smell the coffee
But somehow reminds me
Of a terrible hospital
Coffee has nothing
To do with it

I lay in bed for
Countless days
Days I'm wasting away
Like molding bread

I may be a poet
But I'm so insecure
Everything around me
Is rushing past
Like a screwed up
Dream

A dream that
I can't wake up from
I won't know the difference
Life is the same
Like a constant coma

I'm always numb
These wasted days
Who am I?
Will my presence
Make a difference
In this horrible
World?

I look into the mirror
Reflection tainted, distorted
Who are you?
I'm a stranger
To myself

Should I care?
I'm a deprived cutter
Is she?
I don't know her
But I wouldn't suspect
There is no living proof
She isn't living

I bash my hands against
The mirror
Trying to make her
Reflection leave
I don't notice that
I'm already bleeding
But then again...

Why should I?

Description
I smell the coffee
But somehow reminds me
Of a terrible hospital
Coffee has nothing
To do with it

I lay in bed for
Countless days
Days I'm wasting away
Like molding bread

I may be a poet
But I'm so insecure
Everything around me
Is rushing past
Like a screwed up
Dream

A dream that
I can't wake up from
I won't know the difference
Life is the same
Like a constant coma

I'm always numb
These wasted days
Who am I?
Will my presence
Make a difference
In this horrible
World?

I look into the mirror
Reflection tainted, distorted
Who are you?
I'm a stranger
To myself

Should I care?
I'm a deprived cutter
Is she?
I don't know her
But I wouldn't suspect
There is no living proof
She isn't living

I bash my hands against
The mirror
Trying to make her
Reflection leave
I don't notice that
I'm already bleeding
But then again...

Why should I?