PlasticBag FaceMask - Why Can't I Build Things?

Far from myself, I see
The crooked bones that support me
My body's weight in thievery
And restlessness
The blood's stains
The blood's lust
The gold on your eyes makes your lids heavy
But this is what we accept
Ignore the elephant in the room
The giants and the mammoths that parade their way
Through your dreams until you invite them to stay
Water, filthy, shivers down your throat
Sitting at your feet I see the stains on your shoes
And your jacket stretched from the coins in your pocket
That reach for the ground in hopes of freedom
I tug at your pant leg and untie your laces
And tried to be the man you were
Until I became the man I am
And realized how wrong you were
You should have covered your insides
So I never had the chance to spill your guts
But now the floor is riddled with your intestines
And I can follow the trail out the door
I don't know if there was a right way to do this
But I was
Sick
Sick
Sick of doing it your way
Sick
Sick
Far from myself, I see
The crooked bones that support me
My body's weight in thievery
And restlessness
I never thought I would lose you to my own hang ups
But I am not the fool here
I never pretended when I told you I loved you
I stopped saying it because I did not want to start pretending
I'm not the actor here
I'm not the poisonous
You wore me as a trophy
That you won despite yourself
But you paraded it so much the plastic began to break away
The gold paint began to peel
So all that's left is an empty foundation that reads
World's Best Dad

Written by:
Patrick Hogan

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