Bug
Kafka, they said you died to reassure yourself
Despite our best efforts, our nature seeps through
I'd like to be a blade of grass
Growing amongst all else
Heartsore and weary to death
And it's alright you're on my back
And i know that you have my phone
As i'm trying to ball my fears into one
Transparent face; a glass mask
Caught you in a jar
And you're relying on holes to breathe
Translucent face; a gas mask
Caught you in a jar
To you, atheist or agnostic
To god, i'm a bug
Despite our best efforts, our nature seeps through
I'd like to be a blade of grass
Growing amongst all else
Heartsore and weary to death
And it's alright you're on my back
And i know that you have my phone
As i'm trying to ball my fears into one
Transparent face; a glass mask
Caught you in a jar
And you're relying on holes to breathe
Translucent face; a gas mask
Caught you in a jar
To you, atheist or agnostic
To god, i'm a bug
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Writer(s): Seamus Ryan-lloyd
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