Who?

Who are you trying to impress?
Just noise
Lacking order
No real color or taste
{so what are you doing?}
Shades of your twisted tongue
on/off, hot/cold, go/come
Lies all shiny
Wannabe for brotherhood
With fuck you overtones
Porn shot through view
Sleazy low rent
Motel rooms
Thinking about
Cops, snitch, and FBI
Oh my!
Going in circles
Head conflicted body
Numb to difference
Of truth and lies
Brain rotted
Your fried
Just how
Did you become
Such a mess
You have sucked
The meat, blood and juice
From the bone
Tasted the flesh
Afraid to be alone
I know
People and chemicals
The stink of intensity
Aftertaste of intimacy
I want to be
Who I am
Or die
But not you
So who are you
Trying to impress?