Forgotten.

You sit there smoking your weed.
Getting high,

As high as can be.

While life walks by.
Forgetting that it forgot you.
While everyone you love and loves you,
turns their backs,
on what they don't want to see.

Which screws your "life" over more than it needs to be.

You sit there smoking your weed.
Getting high,

As high as can be.

While life races by.
Forgetting that it forgot you.
Now there is no one you love and that loves you.
They no longer turn their backs;
for they do not know you.

You sit there smoking your weed.
Getting high,

As high as can be.


While life dies away.
Forgetting that it forgot you.