What For?
You were outraged, although you smiled
You felt that you could hardly care
You see me as an orphan child
Too often, more than you can bear
Say it ain’t so, confute my words
I much prefer them to be wrong
But I just wanted to be heard
Not isolated for so long
This shallow life is getting deep
Truth split in halves, as I have seen
You’re calm and silent, when you sleep
With your remote, beside the screen
I came to kiss you, but you thought
I’ve had enough, and maybe more
Than I deserved, so you have got
A little extra time, what for?
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