My Defeatist Attitude

I'm confused
It's funny,
But I'm not amused
I'd fight the system
But what's the use
It's fire resistant
And waterproof
I wish it would rain
It blends in
With the hurt and pain
Pretending I'm like
Kurt Cobain
Nothing ventured
Nothing gained
And nothing planned
Your every wish
Is my command
I'll feed your fish
I'll hold your hand
Make a fist
And join your band
Come down and see me
And I'll take you to
The alleyways and avenues
The longitude and latitude
Of my defeatist attitude
I think I'll stay in bed this week
Sew myself into the sheets
Destroy my health
With beer and sweets
And daytime televisual treats
Come down and see me
And I'll take you to
The alleyways and avenues
The longitude and latitude
Of my defeatist attitude