Wasnt born to wax poetic
Though it calms the mind when I feel pathetic
Wish my dad was Henson
At least id have direction
But the frog in my throat
doesn't let me say this.
in a conversation, I'm one of the crickets minimalnoise in a backdrop of silence.
I guess me and Kermit have more in common
we both have our holes
he just knows how to fill his.
But my friends do tell me
"you keep getting bent over and..."
Shafted to the sidelines
Thrusted into the spotlights
Make up your mind guys.
A conscious mind or a menace
A lost soul or a sinner
who the fuck is he
I wish I knew me
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