The Most Appealing Thing

The Most Appealing Thing

It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
I want it all and I don’t even know what or why.

When frustration becomes synonymous with my name…
and
When repeated failure isn’t an oddity it’s the same…
and
When pride becomes excuse for complete lack of ability…
and
When integrity can’t mask my lack of sensibility…
and
When it’s gone way past the point of no return…
and
When what I’ve invested can never be earned…
and
When time has consumed everything and I’m next…

What?
What!?

It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
I want it all and I don’t even know what or why.

I don’t even fucking know what IT is anymore
Or if I ever did… could someone make me a whore?
Or even give the opportunity to get IT fucked, insert object here,
Maybe it’ll point north and open my eyes and make me wise to the fact I’m fucked.
At least then maybe I had a choice…
At least maybe then someone heard my voice.
At least maybe then I can coulda’ shoulda’ woulda’ my way to my grave.
A pleasing alternative to a choice-less slave.

I’m just trying to fool everyone to believe I’m worthwhile
and now that I have I can’t even fool myself for a while.

It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
It appeals to me but can’t reveal to me,
I want it all and I don’t even know what or why.

–Chvad SB

Copyright 2005 Chvad SB. All rights reserved.

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