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Jul 08, 2007 03:46

I'm accustomed to sulking in my own isolated decay.

I've been drinking.

I am not happy, I'm misunderstood, I'm not attempted to be understood at all.

Plug me in and see what pulls up in the dashboard.

There are codes in there I wasn't supposed to see.

I'm a novelty. You hit it on the head tonight when you talked about me. I'm passionate about on-the-fringe things, I'm grooving with magic most dare not dance with, I'm a loopy fellow, but, hey, I'm funny, right?

They like things that make them laugh. Some parts they don't understand, but the other parts that are funny still grind along. And hey, that makes it alright.

I don't think it's alright.
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