Oct 02, 2004 21:37
As u pump drugs into your blood stream,
I sit observant in desgust,
Hoping that you'll finaly come clean,
so i don't have to use this gun!
What started it again,
It wasn't the moon that had passed,
was it the water?
Was it the people?
Was it just the solitude?
It seemed to be coming clean,
and now its all going back,
Why do i complain so much,
Nothing i say ever changes anything,
I just have to sit back and hope it doesn't get worse,
Ha worse,
Strange word.