I'm so lonely.
and oh so fucking bored.
I just want someone to notice me.
then kindly fuck off.
my ears are ringing with some idiotic melody.
the television is a liar, false advertisement.
someone keeps calling my white phone,
but its senceless rings are never for me.
they ask in a polite tone, "is luke there?"
I reply in a just as civil, if not more courteous voice;
"I'm sorry.. you must have the wrong number."
I wish for just once it would be a friendly voice.
Someone I know.. I wonder what luke is doing.
I wonder if luke wonders what I am doing.
I dont suppose luke is just as lonely as me?
this world is a mousetrap..
and someones caught me by the tail.
now the cat with the emerald eyes is twitching its whiskers at me,
because he knows that I cannot break free.
I need a superhero to save me now,
but I'm afraid that all the hero costumes are sold out.
and all thats left is the snow white attire, just 32.95.
but miss white is quite the whore and she wouldnt know how to save me.
this fickle mind has been corrupted far too long,
and my dreams just seem like the shit in the cats litterbox now.
trampled on, then strew about on the rug while the owner throws a fit.
I'm sorry sir, but my dreams have only seemed to make a mess of your life.
I shall exit now, stage right. dressing rooms with stars on the doors shimmer as I pass them by.
but maybe its just the tears in my eyes that makes everything beautiful.
whatever happened to luke? i hope his existance is more eventful than this pathetic attempt at something.
though I cannot put my finger upon what it could be.
but maybe I'm just lonely. and oh so fucking bored.

04/13/2003

Posted on 04/14/2003
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