Why This Turnout - by Erik Smith
Could
somebody explain to me
Why am I attracted to the one type I can't have
The type that looks at me on the lower level
Doesn't get attracted in any way like mine
Would much rather knock me out with a shovel
Am I destined to be alone
Stare at a computer screen and dream
Forever rest in a chair with no one there
Be stuck a room only wanting to scream
Will I keep having chances with people I'm only partially attracted
to
Continue fucking and amusing them when they want
Ever have a chance to get what I want
Tell me right now why I can't keep the perfection
Have it in my hands and watch it slip away
End up alone wondering exactly how I fucked up again
I see beauty everywhere
Why can't I approach it
Maybe these delusions are all in my head
Possibly I am mutually desired
I'm probably believing all the negativity I've been fed
Not receiving the self-worth still required
