So you think I was waiting
my whole life for this
hoping and lying wide awake
one moment
you can be so wrong
and I’m still walking
through the halls
looking for an open door
you think I was wishing
all the time for this
god, I look like shit
but my hands smell nice
I could sell my emptiness
a dollar a jar
I am not waiting
I am not shaking
I just don’t have the time
you think I was writing
everything down
immortalize your memory
as if it meant that much to me
why do I keep smiling
at all the pretty faces
those happy people
it doesn’t touch me
(I am lying now)
10-22-96
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