Did you do it for the *art

Or was the art only a part of it

What's the use of marksmanship

W/out honing a target in?

What's the point of friendship

If it bends until it's broken?

The pointing of a finger

If the goal is out of focus?

*Juggling emotions

Till the wrist wobble

And lose it

The truth is only known

When we get swallowed in ruin--

When the house of cards crashes

Laying flat on a mattress

Staring through the mirror at a reflection

And the voids massive

@Avoid tragic

And you bottle up a bomb

The timer ticks silent

Going off, when you're feeling on

Showing off

Till your older

'n then it's over, huh?

The gluttony of

Pride bеating in younger mes

*Luckily evеntually

That bridge becomes london

And all the worry[2]

That had[2] your heart pumping was nothing

And all your spells of aTTRAction no longer function

[Sitting] alone at luncheons is no longer done willingly

Filling these

Gaps becomes

Somewhat of a task

[midwestern Dad talks]

You never *asked for it

But picked pass

When your lap was a mat for it

And let time do the talking

You felt fine

Till it winded down

Abruptly

And turned your body,@ bag

Making way for the punching

*Something so serious

Taken lightly and loosely

Mind misdirected

Outside lighting a loosie--

"never wanted this to happen"--

Fell @ flat as a doozie

Regrets of how you acted

Bubble up like a jacuzzi

*Prince charming

Prince of heart-harming

Destruction

*Who pressed the right buttons

'n died under the suction

Of the *situation

@pressure banging

And he couldn't take it--

Making these excuses

A refusal that he could've made it

@Better

Forever claiming that he's clever

I *guess that was an off week

Hot seat, [burning] him awfully

Haughty

And then alone again

W/ a phone'n yet

Unable to phone a friend