The road is winding and vicious
And there’s a violent storm
I don’t even know
If I’m going someplace
Or if its somewhere I’m coming from

Numbness is ugly and contagious
It's one of the few remnants
Never thought much of it,
Till I contracted it
As few years' worth of inheritance

They don't care to know more
Than what they want in front of their eye
Endless snivelling
There always was
But never an answer to my why

That woman I know, she told me the truth
"No doubt you were always very loyal.
But some people will still
Get out of touch,
Even if you keep them on speed dial."

And I never really disliked it
Even when I had to crawl
To this she said
“Well, you gotta cook it her way
Or you're not eating anything at all”

So I don't feel good about myself
Wonder what’s happened to my big ego
I'm sorry...that’s right, I forgot
You dismantled it for me
A long time ago

You don’t always deserve to own things
Though you maybe capable of paying
I think I'd be tense
If I saw you outside my fence
Honey I’m just saying…

Dunno if it makes any sense now,
But I sure couldn’t fathom it at the time
So here I’m stuck
With echoes of my dreams
And 300 poems that don’t rhyme