I can’t fake <br />I can’t lie <br />I can’t die <br />when all I say is <br />“Why? ” <br /> <br />Why don’t you? <br />Why can’t you? <br />Why shouldn’t you? <br />Why is it you? <br />but <br /> <br />Don’t you worry, <br />no one’s worried about you <br />they are too busy being worried <br />about themselves. <br /> <br />Maybe they are worried about me. <br />Maybe not. <br /> <br />Pull my leg <br />gimme your arm <br />let’s go round <br />if it’s for my heart <br /> <br />And again <br />gimme your leg <br />pull my arm <br />let’s go inside <br />forget my heart <br /> <br />Just go away.<br /><br />Rodrigo Haetinger<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/world-of-paranoia-paranoia-of-the-world/
