Dead Weight

Strange men walk around
Isolated
With a chip on their shoulders
They are looking for a smile
From you or from me
But instead I find myself leaving
Use me
Abuse me
Just don’t
Confuse me
Our first kiss went like this
Like a stomp on the face of a quarter about to roll away
My best friend wrote a poem
And I cried at the line
«You think I have nothing to say»
So use me
Abuse me
Just don’t
Confuse me
Save me
Crave me
Hold my hand
Drag me down