That Famous Person That's Kept Us Alive

It's always the ones,
With headphones on lost in their own,
Who are seen as freaks,
Misunderstood for the wrecks they really are.

Why do you like them?

Well you see they're amazing,
The words they say on the track,
Tie themselves so tightly in my heart,
That all I hear is them and not you.

You need help, you're in love with a celebrity.

Well I sure as hell ain't in love with you,
Where were you when I fell into darkness,
Were they your words that helped get back to me,
You weren't the one that saved me.

It's okay to enjoy the music but this is unhealthy.

It's not like I plan on stalking him,
And tying him to my bed like some pyscho rapist,
Though the ideas not too bad,
I wouldn't go that far.

You will not listen to it anymore, it's getting wrong.

Forget you,
They saved me when you didn't,
I don't know them,
They don't know me,
But I love them and their music loves me.

Poem by I Prey On Blond Boys to you
Brough to you by Synchdub