Space Cowboys

Sat, 04/06/2013 - 21:37 -- mel4949

Floating all around
In a deep, dark space,
I wonder what my life would be
If I had another face

Insecurity is absurdity
In everything it does,
It twists the knife in your stomach
Without so much as a pause

Consider me a cowboy
I am ruthless as the knife,
That cuts you and kills you
To end all your strife

Some wish their lives were different
Those people I abhor,
But more than that, I hate those
Like you, you selfish whore

You hate yourself
As you should,
You mean nothing to me
And you never will

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