**** in my nest

so many beautiful faces
so many all here
does it make you as sick as it does me
that none of them knows anything about
anything?

does it make you sick
to see the guys they pick
to see how easily their skirts
come undone for the wrong reasons

does it make you sick
to pretend to laugh and like these girls
as it does me

because I can only smile for so long
each night before I retire
and wipe that stupid grin off of my
disgusted face
because I am sick

there are knots in my heart
since you played that song
my heart strings still vibrate
in an empty chest

this loss feels like hunger
but I just ate

I'm sick of looking for you
I won't find you here
maybe you aren't even real
maybe you're like all the rest
dropping little white shits in my nest

when a mother bird smells
another bird on her eggs
she lets them die
not because she loves them less
so why

I won't tell you why
I won't ask you why
I won't say goodbye