Treasure Pains

My value has deepened

With all this free time

And trimmed at the sides

I beat my head into the desk

And start over

With triumph and conviction

And all these new traits

I guess I've fallen through

I'm a slob

A secret slob at heart

I've got a lot of it

Hidden in plain view

The treasure pains hold on true

Loud yelling in the car

Calling as you see it

And you, moving east

Towards a new end

Hiding in the coup

Tall in plain view

The scars sowed on new

And soon you'll know that

I'm a dog

A modern dog at fault

I've lost all of it

Pulled apart to start

The treasure pains are no longer new

And soon I'm a dog

A modern dog at fault

I've lost all of it

Pulled apart to start

The treasure pains are no longer new

You'll never be the art I'll see

You'll never be the terms we breed

You'll never be the art I'll see

You'll never be the terms we breed