Julius Doogan

April 2000, New York

We are one and we are weird

Listen to my fears
We are one and we are weird
drowning in the rain
Two and two are quite the same
We all wanna hide
Or shrivel up and die
It always seems the same
Like a broken window pane

Wash it down with beer
Why are we really here
Shouting empty names
Countless metaphors for pain
demons never hide
Their anger is their pride
We sacrifice to gain
then run into the rain

Nothing here is real
It’s impossible to heal
Shivering with blame
What was lost cannot be tamed
Poisoning unkind
Result is brainwashed mind
To fill the empty page
Sends me into mortal rage
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