18 November 2012
Your picture's with me everywhere I like to feel your eyes upon me At times, I still, just stop and stare Not content to let you be
I know the hour your lights go out The time you go to bed Watching you both from afar Knowing it should be me instead
The meetings you have throughout your day The trains you catch to get there Unseen I watch your every move Through our fantasy affair
Some days I wander round your house And pretend its yours and mine I lay on your pillow... rearrange your drawers It helps to pass the time
I wouldn't say that I am bitter Or consumed by jealous hate I KNOW we'll be together I don't care how long I wait
But the blood that courses through my veins Has turned a septic green It's infected me with envy And only you can make me clean.
'Maladjusted' • Opuss № I