FUBOS

I’m like a stain on the wall
Walking alone though this dark and lonely hall
I’ve been in too many lives to remember
Didn’t mean anything anyway
I’ve just left an unpleasant spot
Because I tried so hard to stay
Never wanting to go away
To be a never ending memory

But
Life is just FUBOS any way
And that’s just how one starts to stray
Believing life’s like a bad dream
And no ones there to hear you scream

What’s the purpose life?
Tell me now so I can put down the knife.
Don’t worry all stains can be washed away
Or painted over.
What more do you want me to say?
Why do you care if I mean all that I say?

Life’s just FUBOS anyway.
Silent pleas with my self
To see the qualities in me no one else does.

The one who gets me I’ve never met
Their words wash over me
Like Alicia Beth –
Save your pity
Save your strength
Time fades all scars
And words turn to whispers through the years
Then silently start to fade.

The darkest hour comes before the light
But life’s just one big fight its just one BIG FUBOS
ANY WAY

(FUBOS = fucked up box of shit)