Tasteless

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Tasteless

I see you standing alone
While you watch everyone on their throne
I see the look on your face
As if you have eaten something with the most disguisting texture and fumes
Dont you wish you were tasteless
Then you would be alright
You wouldnt tell me every day
that you are killed inside
Dont you wish you were tasteless
Then you probably would be with them
On the side of that green glass chair
The chair that means everything in our world
Dont you wish you were tasteless
Then you wouldnt be able to grimace
At the thought of going home
On your own
All alone
Dont you wish you were tasteless
Then you wouldnt have to take anyones things
You wouldnt have the problems
That have destroyed your mind to be so called “insane”
Dont you wish you were tastless
So you wouldnt have to endure the bittersweet moments where karma catches up to you
And bites you
Hard
Dont you wish you were tasteless
So when you feel the sharp sting of pain
As the connection of flesh and bone
hits your expressionless face
Dont you wish you were tasteless
So you wouldnt have ever met me





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