May 06, 2005 00:36
Too many things
Too little time
It makes me think
Why I'm sour like a lime
What's all the stress for?
Someone show me the door
I need a good massage
or a stroll down the seashore
Am I innately good
or am I really bad?
I want to get rid of
these illusions that I had.
I'm not a good poet
Nor do I have much sex appeal.
I'm just gonna say "fuck it".
and find a way to deal.
Well, that was my pathetic attempt to write some sort of a poem. It's been a while since I updated this little mess, and yes, I'm still a big ol' mess. And it gets messier and messier with each passing second, lol.
When you're feeling down, come visit the Dark Side. Cya!