BandX - LCD "Edge of Comfort"
Looking back from the edge of comfort
At all the stills that I’ve posted there.
I’m afraid of the comments they’ve spread
Makes one pause with a blank-eyed stare
And you see Why I’m waiting For the flow I’m prepared.
With the words They’re creating Look at how I have fared
Standing guard at the edge of comfort From the masses that ask for more
Retribution for what I’ve posted
Makes me fear for what’s left in store.
Can you See? I’m hesitating
All these posts Such a chore.
From they’re cons- tant re-rating
Hits me deep in my core.
They always hang around
They claim to have me found
They want to fool around
They’ll spread my stills to sound
They’ll grab all they can
They’ll Take What they can
Falling through, the edge of comfort
Soon I’ll hit the bot-tom floor.
I have no words and I have no stills
I’ve run out I have no more. I
can’t stand this vile impatience
I filled up their need
I don’t want to keep this going
no more to fill their greed