In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, October 1, 2017
amateur tattoo
somebody hurt you
somebody hurt you as a child
and you never learned how to love at all
now you stand
you're standing in a big mean world
feeling five years old
lost in a shopping mall
there ain't no bonding when all you see
are fractured thoughts of what used to be
hiding inside you
a pale shade of blue
like the scars
of an amateur tattoo
somebody left you
somebody left you all alone
and alone you remain to this day
now you cry
crying tears that never end
no one to tell you it'll be okay
life plays a cruel, cruel game
you waited for help that never came
out into your view
the pain,
it still shows through
like the scars
of an amateur tattoo
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