ASKIN'

i have stopped to care
or stopped carin'
i wish
stickin' my hand in the fire or just sit there
lookin'
at the burnin' oxygen
i won't be breathin'
sorry for
puttin' my weight on your shoulders
or pullin' on strings i don't see
my arm
is around you i guess
huggin' because i have never
squeezed
and juice the wrong of us
for drinkin'
the poison in me