pretty much occupied.

 from my head to my toes 

 from the sound of my tv to the buzzing fan 

 from the symphonies blasting in my ears 

 tap me on my shoulder, i’m not even halfway there

 blank stares and empty words 

 i’ll do my best not to disappoint your willing purge 

 i’ll agree, you’ll agree 

 will be as civilized as everyone can see

 i’ll hate your guts and you’ll tear at mine

 i’m tongue tied for most of the time

 i’m docile, if you already couldn’t tell

 everytime you speak i can hear of another angel that    fell

slather your lies in the depths of the good 

i’ll try not to listen this time, i’m already occupied.