What do you do
When you call
And no one answers?
Do you hang up
Or just say good-bye?
What do you do
Go back to your room?
And play the music louder
So you can't hear the hurt
And the cry
What do you do
When everyone is busy?
And all you hear is
"Message 'Leave one please'"
We all have caught
The business disease
Too busy to cook
I hold a Poptart
In my hand
For it is so grand
All I have and hold right now
A thousand years to produce
Tangy, sweet, consumed
Inside me but still gone
For in the end it's all
Just like society
Disjointed packaged crap

12/04/2003

Posted on 08/06/2005
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