Ball Curlage
I sometimes wonder why I didn't just kill myself.
Could have spared myself a shit load of depression and fear and feelings of ... of ... I don't even fuckin' know.
My shrink is out of town this week.
I'm tired of being me. I want to be like everyone else. I don't want to be different. I don't want to be sick ... I odn't want to be a diagnosis first and a person second. I don't want to run people out of my lives with the whims of my mood. (and if you're thinking it, just spare me the self-help-guru crap unless you want me to hit you.)
If there's a fucking reason for me to exist, I wish I knew what the fuck it was. Cause I'm tired of muddling through and finding out the hard way what reasons there aren't.
This is all in my head.
Ok fine ... you take my head, I'll take yours. You deal with it.
I'm tired. I want this all to go away. (and don't even spit that line about god giving us as much as he knows we can handle. god's off watching "the Simple Life" on a jumbo-tron flat screen plasma HDTV--cause let's face it, he's god, right?--and is too busy looking at their tits yelling, "I didn't make those!")
The ship is sinking and the life boats are full of fat old rich women, children, and pianos.
Could have spared myself a shit load of depression and fear and feelings of ... of ... I don't even fuckin' know.
My shrink is out of town this week.
I'm tired of being me. I want to be like everyone else. I don't want to be different. I don't want to be sick ... I odn't want to be a diagnosis first and a person second. I don't want to run people out of my lives with the whims of my mood. (and if you're thinking it, just spare me the self-help-guru crap unless you want me to hit you.)
If there's a fucking reason for me to exist, I wish I knew what the fuck it was. Cause I'm tired of muddling through and finding out the hard way what reasons there aren't.
This is all in my head.
Ok fine ... you take my head, I'll take yours. You deal with it.
I'm tired. I want this all to go away. (and don't even spit that line about god giving us as much as he knows we can handle. god's off watching "the Simple Life" on a jumbo-tron flat screen plasma HDTV--cause let's face it, he's god, right?--and is too busy looking at their tits yelling, "I didn't make those!")
The ship is sinking and the life boats are full of fat old rich women, children, and pianos.