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Author: Coping Mechanism
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 01-17-07 - Updated: 01-17-07 - id:2305613

I feel like a kid on Christmas Morning
A present left for me to find,
Years and years down the road from now...
I wonder if I'll even remember

Odds are 2 to 1
That I won't recollect
What it's meaning is
The decaying marvel in my mind

An unorthodox method, to gage my reaction
But I'm certainly one for keeping things balanced
So please just give me enough time,
To think up an excuse worth telling you

Maybe this will never come to fruition
But I'm glad there are people here
Not afraid to speak their minds
It keeps me humble, and straight in line...

(Chorus)
Tear me to pieces
In the name of invention
Tear me a new one
In the name of achievement
Cause either way I'm fish food...

It might as well be worth it

This world is so large
And I am so small
But I can do big things
Maybe people will notice someday...

Just a dot in your peripheral
Just a blip on the screen
And a drop in the bucket
Will you remember me 10 years from now?

Your hesitation might give you away
What's the reason you'll find
A very happy accident
And then I've got you pegged

It seems my impact is that of
Footprints on water
Temporary ripples
And I'm sinking in...

(Chorus)
Tear me to pieces
In the name of invention
Tear me a new one
In the name of achievement
Cause either way I'm fish food...

It might as well be worth it

I'm trying harder than ever
To build this by hand
And make it to something
That I can be proud of

But that won't take too much
Cause I'm so self-involved
Gift wrap me tight
Display my reflection

And amuse me for hours...
Amuse me for hours...
Hours turn into days
Weeks evolve to years

I'm on my way, out from under this life...
All that's left to determine
Is the fashion in which it happens
Will I be leaving with a whimper or a bang?

(Chorus)
Tear me to pieces
In the name of invention
Tear me a new one
In the name of achievement
Cause either way I'm fish food...

It might as well be worth it

There are only two people
Responsible for my outcome
And one of them is God.
Well, I know what must be done...


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