What you lack

What is your destiny?

To sour grape about the past-

What is the calamity?

That has you broken-

Lying on your back-

Which is your lipstick color?

You don't have any business-

I can't give you what you lack-

You think it's weird and creepy-

And emotionally heavy-

You don't ask bout the man-

With no legs trying to live-

Beyond his circumstance-

You don't mean much to me-

And what you think is all you have-

On second thought...

You mean plenty to me-

But I can't give you what you lack-

You lack the foresight and you will see-

I was right at the end-

And the story will start-

As it's being written on your back-

Of what you lack- you're way off track-

And off base-

The remains of the day-

Is a picture of your face-

You will only agree or disagree-

With yourself and the many comments- 

You will hear-

You can't acquire what you lack-

The only thing that remains 

Is when you were cruel to what's his name

And all that stands is life tattooed 

On your back