Friday, November 8, 2002

fakebook: table of contents

i'm a poser, not an indian
but i'm having visions just the same
i'm a pioneer, not a speaker
inventing my own rules for the game
last night was pitiful, not pathetic
no pathos was ever involved
this morning was typical, not tedious
as if the world has never revolved

my hands are shaking, i'm not stirred
i don't believe in hollywood endings
you could have called me, or said yes
but what's the use in our pretending?
i'm always drowning, a kind of gasping
though i never go in the sea
'cause I'm a poser, not a loser
and dying is just the end of living for me

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