A little poem....

[ireniebeenie]

Things are better
Life is good
Everything is now how it should........BE

Wooooooo! No, honestly, I'll admit it, it was lame. I know! I never claimed to be Emily Dickinson or some shit like that. Here wait, I'll try it again....

My names Irene..yea
I am a fool
Some would say
That I'm a tool
I have brown hair
and dark brown eyes
and try not to tell
any lies
Its hard being me
It aint no chore
I run around
and now I'm sore
I drink a lot
I will not lie
but don't you dare
let out a sigh
because I am me
and no one else
I don't pretend
I'm just myself
So fuck off
and leave me alone
unless you want
to get in my zone

Wow, sleep is something that I should really look into right now. Mental Institution here I come...da da daaaaaaa!

Great night tonight! I'm really regretting not throwing that crayon at Steve..oh well, can't do anything about it now.

PEACE!