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SELF-PITY
I wonder if she ever comes home
Thinking she'll find me in a bath of bloody water
I hope she does
It would give me hope
Make me feel that I wasn't just on the peripheral of her life
But I doubt I rank such concern
And I say she
The more I say it the more I want to say he
I thought she might be different than he
More giving, less selfish
But she isn't
It's just the same old shit
With a new pair of tits
But she's not the only one
I'm invisible-even to myself
But I shouldn't be to her
Because I love her-
And she supposedly feels the same
I thought that meant something
But...
Anyway, it's not all her fault
After all, I did write my first suicide note at ten
And if you come home one day
To me in a tub of bloody water
Don't worry-
It's just one of the great list of things
That was never your fault
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