Yesterday, it was.
yesterday, it has been.
yesterday, I wish it was,
yesterday, I wish I'd be
Nothing...around me
nothing...and plenty of things
nothing?...Nobody
nobody has ever been,
nobody has ever seen,
nobody had ever be,
nobody, not you, not me.
Me?...I'm nothing but myself,
I'm always by myself,
I've always, ever will be,
Alone, in this room,
alone in an empty room,
alone, in a brain
that won't shut
the fuck up.
I'm always by myself,
I'm always bi-collateral,
Bi-sexual, Been there, never done that,
been there, all by myself,
There's nobody here,
nobody else,
no one cares,
no one ever will.
Drunk, i'm slightly drunk,
at 8 AM on a sunday morning,
blame the Irish,
blame the Bailey's
mixed with my coffee,
cigarettes & alcohol,
ethanol & nicotine.
I...am nobody.
I am some body,
some corpse,
that walks around,
do nothing,
win a plaque,
ironic and opaque,
10 years of nothing
summed up
on an opaque plaque.
I am alive,
Am I really alive?
Am I?
For I've done nothing,
Been nothing,
been the one to blame,
sadness and sorrow,
emptiness and loneliness,
I look at the mirror,
I see somebody,
nobody
that
has
been.
I'm dead and alive,
at the same time,
feel the joy,
corrodes into sorrow.
