Wasted

The day has gone,
Here comes the new dawn,
All alone in my room,
Wallowed in self pity


Where art thou, Mary Jane
Come to me,
Fry my mind,and
set me free

See the smoke,
in your face,
like a snake, crawling
trying to touch the sky


Follow it,
isnt it what you want?
To touch the sky,
And be free


Why can I hear more?
Why the world turns slow?
Why can I hear the beats
Of my heart, lifes so slow

Noway outta here,
Boredom is my greatest fear,
Better dead than lifeless,
Can you feel me wasted