Torn Pockets
The tears in my eyes are blurring my vision
I don't think that I can make it up
The arch in my back won't let me walk straight
Please won't you give me a sip from your cup
The poem you left was jarring my head hurts from the tone
I can't even remember what you said
The speech that you gave was glaring
So much for sharing
I left with torn pockets and a gash
The message you gave was veiled in glossy pages I bet that you paid for in cash
I don't think that I can make it up
The arch in my back won't let me walk straight
Please won't you give me a sip from your cup
The poem you left was jarring my head hurts from the tone
I can't even remember what you said
The speech that you gave was glaring
So much for sharing
I left with torn pockets and a gash
The message you gave was veiled in glossy pages I bet that you paid for in cash
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Writer(s): Adam Fagelson
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