Poem to a horse

You´re too far to bring you across
Too high to see below
Just hanging on your daily dose
And you never needed anyone
But they´re rolling papers for your grass
How can you give what you don´t have?

You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
You start out playing with yourself
You get more fun within your shell
Nice to meet you but I gotta go my way

[Chorus:]
I leave again
Cuz I´ve been waiting in vain
But you´re so in love with yourself
If I say my heart is sore
Sounds like a cheap metaphor
So I won´t repeat it no more

I´d rather eat my soup with a fork
Or drive a cab to New York
Cuz to talk to you is harder work
So what´s the point of wasting all my words
If it´s just the same or even worse
Than reading poems to a horse

You keep on aiming for the top
And quit before you sweat a drop
Feed your empty brain with your hydroponic pot
I bet you´ll find someone like you
Cuz there´s a foot for every shoe
I wish you luck but I´ve got other things to do