Nov 30, 2003 15:15
I've been raped of all thoughts of care.
I want to be wild and free, like wild ponies and bumbble bees.
I dont care about this world anymore, cause it's fucked me over, once again like before.
A little poem to clear the air.
A fucked up guy, an awsome stare.
Like a little boy in the corner of Mj's bed.
I'm scared of the world, I'm scared of the dead.
Been to neverland and back.
Took the pills, got off the child proofcap.
Downed the drinks, AA calling Dan!
Cheesecake man why must you hate on Dan.
Dan Dan, drunk as a skunk.
Man I'm not making any sense fuck the poem, I'm done