Truth
by Stock
Do not Judge Me
Hello call me Mr. nobody,
I am a disaster -
If you hit me, I do not bleed,
If you stab me, I do not feel.
Pain is nothing to me, but a hold;
A hinder on my heart that
stops my blood from pumping,
my tiny world from turning.
Do not Judge Me
So I sit in font of masses
asking for forgiveness from people,
that outside this circus I would not
spit on in the street -
I would not piss on you if you were on fire
and, Miss I would not fuck you -
If you were the last woman to spread her legs
and I was dieing from a terminal illness.
Dear, dear
Do not Judge Me
Alcohol, drugs, nicotine, coke, sex
Yep, I am a patron –
I would do them all day long if I could,
and my bank account and body would condone.
What, fuck you!
I’ll be alive when you are dead,
I’ll be laughing when you are crying,
I’ll be screwing when you are praying.
Relax, relax - I take it all back.
Please, please
Do not Judge Me
Set out to destroy me,
draw my blood from veins.
Mind is never free,
locked in a wire ribbon cage.
Waiting, waiting,
to be accepted into the fold
The truth is –
This sorry act is starting to hit home.
Do not Judge Me