My Defeatist Attitude

I'm confused It's funny, But I'm not amused I'd fight the system But what's the use It's fire resistant And waterproof I wish it would rain It blends in With the hurt and pain Pretending I'm like Kurt Cobain Nothing ventured Nothing gained And nothing planned Your every wish Is my command I'll feed your fish I'll hold your hand Make a fist And join your band Come down and see me And I'll take you to The alleyways and avenues The longitude and latitude Of my defeatist attitude I think I'll stay in bed this week Sew myself into the sheets Destroy my health With beer and sweets And daytime televisual treats Come down and see me And I'll take you to The alleyways and avenues The longitude and latitude Of my defeatist attitude