5 Months Wasted by Zac Smith (c) 2005 Zac Smith

like dancing without feet is kissing you
i don't know if what i'm doing is right
or wrong
or what

you stare at me cold and empty like you
think that i can help you some way
some how
some where

i respond to you like i know what i'm saying to you
i don't know if what i'm saying helps but i know
it helps me all all right and that is the only thing
that matters because this has all been about you
i don't know if i should care or not
or not
forgot

you cry for me like i'm really going to hell
like such a place can even exist
as much
so much

i talk at you for twenty minutes and you
walk away for forty more
a score
my score

we talk again but i don't care i just want you
to leave me alone like i could honestly help
you
you

you can't stand me and i can't stand you even more
than i could stand being stabbed in the face
and face
your face

like you can really make any difference or impact
any more than you think i have made an impact
on you so you can tell all your friends who don't
know a thing about you because everyone takes you for granted
because you just want to agree with everyone so
you can keep everyone happy and be your friends so you
don't express any opinion on anything and sadly but truthfully
that may as just as well be the reason everyone takes you
and you
and you
and you
and you

for granted
	i admit
	   i am slanted
		  i am shit

and you look for me everyday as if you wanted
to talk to me like i'd have anything to say that could
possibly help you in any way shape or form
even though you know you will never benefit
from me
from me

to you
    i give
	this message
		to give

to you