Poem: "Elastic Paraphiliac"
Okay, here's something psychodelic for you guys. Hope you enjoy. :cool:
ELASTIC PARAPHILIAC
They all have something they want to hide,
Appearing as if they were immune to their mirrior,
Now here's something for them to consider,
Are they really sensible humanistic extroverts?
Whose,
Taking all their years,
Hiding all their tears,
Unable to face their fears?
They don't seem to know the sometimes long,
Time coincidence from when they made non-romantic moments,
And the only thing so brand new,
Is their deepest darkest thoughts that might come out to the surface.
Sometimes they are utterly useless,
Util they turn into the elastic paraphiliac,
And then they can take the long hard line,
And they can always wish that I was not the (hidden),
Elastic Paraphiliac.
They wind up going to many shrinks,
To fix the problems and non-romantic moments,
And the only time they seem to be getting along,
Is with the non-living piece of a plain outfit,
While asking themselves,
Do I love number 1?
Do I love number 1?
I am not the only one.
Sometimes they are utterly useless,
Util they turn into the elastic paraphiliac,
And then they can take the long hard line,
And they can always wish that I was not the (hidden),
Elastic Paraphiliac.
They are always listening to you.
Are you really a victim too?
I am not really listening to you.
Instead, I am walking away,
From you.
