Anesthesia
I'm not as tough
Though I'm seen as rough
I'm not as patient
Though looks willing to wait.
Till when I don't know
Maybe next week or perhaps tomorrow
That I would still cling to this
That I'll endure this bruise.
Getting tired of the absence
Of all those petty excuses
What i wanted was like Hercules
But I still want you no less.
Poke me to reality
Fetch me from all this fantasy
I've been on anesthesia before
But it's wearing off and now I feel sore.
-Tups
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