bumpy foreheads of all the minions i never had i could never be the big bad i could never be the one who does it all who needs the one thing that will unlock the gate to my world i got nothing going for me 'cept my skin and i aint got nothing working for me 'cept this skin. what do i got inside not brilliant green energy not a source all i got is a small fraction of what i want i got the skin the bones the intestines and the eyes to make it big and by that i mean i aint worth shit i got my bike my shoes and my cd player and i need them all just to be here and not break down i got a bag packed a bus ticket and im going to bed and hoping against all odds that in the morning everything will be different that i'll be different this shell is: 90% water and guess who was in the bath fucking TELL ME WHO THE FUCK WAS IT just tell me who the fuck did this to me to me to me fucking tell me i got a fucking carcass rotting i got the fucking wind hammered outta me i got the fucking cracked skull to prove that hammers arent just for nails fuck hes so strong fuck hes so strong fuck hes so strong they say look at him survive look at him go all cherries and bubblebaths all puppies and ferris wheels look at him smile and bow and laugh like everything is fine like everythings a joke so tell me what the fuck do i owe anyone so tell me why the fuck should i care so fucking explain why im still here when i could leave and keep on pretending that im all sewn up.
sewn up
June 15, 2004 7:52 pm
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