In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, June 11, 2017
bullet
I am the bullet that you dodged
I am the bond that's disconnected
I am a voice to be ignored
I am the one that you rejected
I am the person who's been judged
to be unworthy and unwanted
I am a ghost in a house
that no one believes is haunted
I am transparent as Scotch tape
nobody knows I'm here
I don't exist to anyone
I was born to disappear
I am the bullet that you dodged
there is no need to know me
I'm up here walking on a wire
and there is no net below me
there is no one that will notice
there is no one that would care
if I crashed into earth below
I'd find nobody there
I am as transparent as Scotch tape
nobody sees me here
I don't exist to anyone
I was born to disappear
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