New Abuse

There’s a pollution in your view
A painstaking part of you
Softly giving everything
Fort the change of something new
But what will you do
It’s the craving that you choose
Eyes pinned on bad tattoos
Engaging every sense
For the hope for new abuse
So what should we do
You’re a sober afternoon
That you’ve counted since last june
Softly giving everything
For the chance of something new
There’s a little hope for you