Leeches
Like leeches
in ignorance we trust
If you say this way
I will take that way
Fuel for the fire
on which I thrive
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be
forgotten and gone
It burns
It rips it hurts
Leeches
They preach to us
Words of wisdom
from blocked minds
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be
forgotten and gone
Burns
It rips it hurts
They make you
believe your turn
The chance of a lifetime
How does it feel
to be alive
A tear for the poet
that can't be heard
Praise the artist
that steals
Spit me out
I'm glad I don't belong
Save me the speech
You'll be
forgotten and gone
Burns
It rips it hurts
They make you
believe your turn
The chance of a lifetime
How does it feel
to be alive