![]() Goat now a lambA Poem by Braden Aric![]() This song isn't about me. I used personal experiences to form parts, but this protagonist of the song is not me.![]()
A list of bad trips I guess I'm done.
My cure is more fucked and less fun. I'm tired of my friend calling me dumb. But I guess that's not a problem because it's so easy to live happily. Especially when you're staying a half and three minuets past three trying not to give into everything. Trying not to drink till I can't see. F*****g Christ I swear it isn't me. It's really hard to be unloved and unwanted. When everyone who's left stays; I'm haunted. It'd be a blessing to be f*****g dead. A troublesome youth that lacks the will to give up pill after pill and though it's natural, it's unnerving still. "I'm your f*****g friend, why don't you see? You can't come back once you leave. And I'll miss you terribly." I promised "One more day like this. I swear..." Well I guess that day has come. I don't care. A second passes but I'm unaware. A room full of people; mouths behind their hands. Family, friends, members of the band. From pounding on the wall, a broken hand. Now he's just another problem we can't understand. A goat calmed and now a lamb. © 2014 Braden Aric |
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Added on May 22, 2014 Last Updated on May 22, 2014 Author![]() Braden AricHouston, TXAboutI write a lot of songs through the day and I want other people to see them. This seems like the easiest way. more..Writing
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