Born Unamused

You came in a rush Kicking up dust You ruin the view Maybe that’s alright for you They gave you a bust Copper and rust Declaring the truth Baby that’s alright for you Since I was small No luck at all Matter of fact A weight on my back Bird in the air Your dead-eyed stare Cripple my bones You leave me so cold You came with a crush Colors of blush The memory’s true Baby that’s alright for you Since I was small Was looking to fall Into your arms Arrested and charmed Sometimes a mist Others a gift Into my bones The feeling of home Born unamused Living confused Lately abused For critical nous Here’s your truth Here’s your scoop Don’t say “don’t do cuz It’s all been used”