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Date Posted: 17:08:54 02/12/03 Wed
Author: The Serpent
Subject: Lemon Water

Lemon Water

What the hell is wrong with people?
The deranged should be caged

What is wrong with people?

It must be them
Can't you see
That it couldn't be me?

Where their road ends
That's where mine begins

There's a giant hole in my heart, but all I have to do is fill it up with alcohol. It closes all the holes, it hides all my boredom, and subdues my restlessness. It enhances my personality, but makes me order three orders of buffalo wings when I would normally have just one.

It forces me to bob my head to songs that I really really hate. And it makes me want to strike someone at the bar who orders two waters with lemon. And once again I find myself bobbing my head to a mediocre song.

Then, I notice two marginally attractive girls parking it next to me at the bar sipping spring water with a twist of lemon.

What the hell is wrong with people?
The deranged should be caged

What is wrong with people?

It must be them
Can't you see
That it couldn't be me?

Where their road ends
That's where mine begins

And I'm ready to puke when a small child sits next to me at the bar. But that's ok because kids are alright, I suppose.

Of course, it's no surprise that the parents are ordering water with lemon, and a root beer for the child.

Do you ever find yourself striving for perfection with a virtually worthless attempt at it? And, is that why I find myself eavesdropping constantly?

Sports bars are the best places to meet people you hate. Not that I've actually met anyone. It's just a matter of listening to their conversations and assuming that you hate them. When, of coarse, that probably isn't true, because I can get along with anyone if I absolutely have to.

What the hell is wrong with people?
The deranged should be caged

What is wrong with people?

It must be them
Can't you see
That it couldn't be me?

Where their road ends
That's where mine begins

Oh, here we go; a couple, a few tables down, just ordered lunch. The guy wearing a basketball tank top is having a veggie burger with fruit instead of fries, and his husky date is just having a salad: it must be their first date.

And what goes better with rabbit food than ice water with a slice of lemon.

Sometimes I think if I could be anyone in the whole world I would be a magician. No, then, I would probably have to hit myself and talk myself out of the magicianhood. But, at least, then, I could make all of these people in the bar be more like me. Or even make them befriend me.

But, then again, I could become one of them. And only then would I understand the benefits of putting a slice of lemon in ordinary drinking water.

What the hell is wrong with people?
The deranged should be caged

What is wrong with people?

It must be them
Can't you see
That it couldn't be me?

Where their road ends
That's where mine begi

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