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Did I tell you I applied to the Uni of Life? |
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I was measured for my gown... and I promptly got turned down. |
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I'm not a bit surprised this time. It's just like you to dote |
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On someone who sleeps to 4pm and isn't even registered to vote. |
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Well, you're in the same boat. |
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That the peripheral vision of a dull 28-year-old |
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Can run rings around a bright teenage mind, |
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Is a rule you shamelessly uphold, as your sole foothold. |
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Now the toothpaste round the basin has lost its childish glee. |
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And your friends reek of cocooning, saying |
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"life must be taken seriously." |
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Well, you could have fooled me... |
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And if there was no praise or blame, |
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Would you ever be quite the same? |
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When will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing. |
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Try to make do with unfurling yourself. |
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I'll take you to the rooftop. On a clear day you can see |
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The company cars being half-inched, |
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And policemen hawking their pilots for TV. |
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At night you want for sleeping, but it's not easy to do |
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When the very one you dream of is the one who won't dream of you. |
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And it still holds true. |
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On some days you're just all Hate. |
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And on every other, you ingratiate. |
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So when will you assume nothing? Guess at nothing. |
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Try to make do with unfurling yourself, |
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With unravelling yourself, with unpacking yourself. |
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You're watching rugby, for all the wrong reasons. |
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Your knees are hurting, for all the wrong reasons. |
