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Useless

Used to uselessness. A crooked smile, Flimsy lips. They ain’t wanna see me, I know how it is. Nauseousness. I’m caught in labyrinth, No one see my head or hips. Field was empty, song is all there is. The people scared of grotesque. Lumps on head make em scream, I think it fills them with dread. Did I do that? I haven’t done nothing yet. Their sensitive eyes, like god made a mess. They see in my eyes, but they dont see in my head. Instead, I leave. I cant explain right where im at Or where I’ve been. It seems it’s hard for them to swallow their spit. Are they vicious? I dont think they really is. I think they really taken. I think the expectations must of had them shaken. From a young age, Now roof’s a basin. Truth’s waiting at the station, you don’t want a ticket. Well I do, The train, id never miss it. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar in food, Catch me cleaning my teeth. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar for you. Just a coffee for me. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar in food, Catch me cleaning my teeth. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar for you. Just a coffee for me. Left and right, my god: does this shit ever end? Aint no god, if there was he wouldn’t be smiting my friends. just me and walls until I’m dead. Find a center to maze, or escape it instead? Why did I come back to this place? The county carnival where everything erased. Except appearance. For a second I done thought that they might hear it. Hear me out, or delve into my spirit. But they aint like that, so I went to where I’s curious. The solitary’s nice, but I’m fed up again. Layers of hay no replacement for friend. So I push one over, I’m done with all this shit. And then I see a patch of crops and crows harassing it. I run over and the birds up and dipped. I didn’t need to get close or anything. The farmer told me they could use my preciousness. All I had to do was write and sit. Protect the harvest, all there is. There’s no more to life, that sound good to me. The only case in which people eat the food I make and dont have to scream. Dont wanna make em revolt. Dont wanna pull out a colt. Dont wanna take off my coat. I wanna settle my throat. Ease my world again, Enough rocking the boat. It’s all a maze. Gotta pay to be a ghost. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar in food, Catch me cleaning my teeth. Am I useless to you? Is it utility? You like sugar for you. Just a coffee for me.