Your anxious sighs are staring blind,
Searching for words you can't find.
Knife-cut tension in the air,
Airwaves rolling out in despair.
You're helpless on the spot,
Your pen's nib is clearly blunt.
The question pa**ed minutes ago,
An awkward silence steals the show,
The show.
Just go.
Just go.
They think you're rude, screwed or maybe bruised,
Damaged from chemicals used.
No answer, last chance,
(?) never get you.
Tangled, mangled, what a shambles,
Lines only barely scraping.
Inquisitive, who is this?
I have nothing more to tell you.
To tell you.
Just go.
Just go.