Sunlight coming through the haze.
No gaps in the blind to let it inside.
The bed is unmade.
Some music still plays.
Tv, yeah it's always on,
The flicker of the screen.
A movie actress screams.
I'm basking in the shit flowing out of it.
I'm stoned in the mall again.
Terminally bored shuffling round the stores
And shoplifting is getting so last year's thing.
X-box is a god to me.
A finger on the switch.
My mother is a bitch,
My father gave up ever trying to talk to me.
Don't try engaging me.
The vaguest of shrugs.
The prescription drugs
You'll never find a person inside.
My face is mogadon.
Curiosity?
Has given up on me.
I'm tuning out desires,
The pills are on the rise.