what I really know

she don't want me anymore
there's no reasons to cry
i should'nt be sad
there's no reasons to lie

she's around
hangin' out with her boys
i'm here, all alone
writing poems without joy

i dont have a job
i dont have a dream
she's young and hopefull
i'm out of the scene

now there's only me
my books and records
watching movies on a lonely night
drinkin wine, I guess I'm fine

I can't be uselless for somebody
or just can i be this damn loser for ever?
what you expect me to do?
why don't you want me to you?

cigarrettes
hangovers
I get a cold
I know some poems
I do haikais
I cry at night

and in the end
someday, who knows
i'll show everybody
what I really know