I thought I was living
But I was just experiencing life
disconnected
Trying to find a muse
Or or new perspective
Some way to get over
Standing back, observing
Too intellectual to engage in reality
Relishing each pain-soaked event
Embracing heartache like a long lost friend
Creating misery and indifference
Allowing it to define me
and contaminate my sensuality
What a waste of a life
And a body
