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I'm Not Surprised


I'm Not Surprised

I'm bored the stillness
Do a Cato on me
Wake up my sleeping curiosity
Push me into a run
Make me have to question my routines
My talent is wasting away
On hunger strike till the day starts to wink at me again
Life is boring when it's too tame.

Acting is tiring
Where did excitement go?
The sum of today tells me to stand up tall
I need the hand of fate to slap me awake
I'm a genius bored by the mundane
Jump out of the shadows
Give me problems and puzzles and more setbacks
I'm not surprised
I can dream no more
Jump down from the trees
Breaking all the branches
Shout out for my attention
When I'm lost, in the fog dead ends
Boo, Applaud, Throw me an unexpected compliment
Surprise my second guess, my third, my fourth..
I know the beginning, The middle, the ending
Everyday is a slow death
Are you surprised, I'm not surprised anymore
Every taste blends into the same
Don't feel the highs, Never drop down to the lows
Ambush my senses
Catch me off guard
Catch me off balance
Catch me half in a breath
Do a Cato on me
Day after day holds no surprises
Tired yawns worn down by life
Are you surprised that I am not surprised anymore?

V Topp

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