Misfit

These are lyrics in my mind, more so than poetry.

I miss having something to miss
I’m a loser
A misfit in ordinary clothes
better call the doctor
I’ve been drinkin’
Gotten to my liver
I keep getting these shivers
I’ve gone blind
Is it any wonder
I never see eye to eye
I’m a loser
A misfit in ordinary clothes

I miss wanting to quit
I want to quit not quitting
Ain’t touched a blade
Since I don’t know when
Wonder what’s wrong with that
Is it the alcohol
Or am I really fine
It’s too late in the day
I can’t tell if it’s not okay
I think I don’t know
A single fucking thing

I’m just a misfit
In ordinary clothes.

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