Do you ever look back at yourself as a teenager and think, "Man, I was an idiot?" Yeah, that's me. Every. Day. Of. My. Life. |
I waited in January
Concentrated on February...
I’m sorry
I’m weird, a loser, and yet I live...
Gloomy, dark, depressing life
In shadows always hidden from light...
A tool, to use
Over and over again...
This morning I woke up
I sat up and thought...
Life is a Rubik's Cube:
impossible for the average man to understand...
I have lost my will to fight
and you pick me off the floor...
This rhyme is dedicated
To walking through the woods...
This is a story just like every other
about silly drama between two lovers...
I find this is hard to admit:
To forget...
I have fallen in love with the complicated art of Love itself; it is frustrating because it is an impossible art to master. |
The Only time you'll be able to dress me, position me, and fix me up to your standards is when I'm dead and in my coffin. |
"I don't care what they say about me. As long as they don't feed me, bathe me, clothe me, house me, and take care of me, I really don't give a care what they have to say." |