In need of a hug... or 2... or 3.. or 4...
Who Am I?
I don't even know anymore. It's like this world is spinning, I'm on this fucked up carousel of life and I can't get off. I need help, but there's no one left to help me. I just want to jump off, but that seems like the cowardly thing to do, plus we all know how great I am at trying to do myself in. Several attempts, and looky here- I'm still here talking to you, wasting your time as usual. I wish someone would just shoot me already. I don't mean anything to anyone, and never will. Trying is pointless. Being here is pointless. All I'm doing is hurting my family, annoying the hell out of most people, and destroying the environment with aerosol hairspray and such as this. What the hell. I don't even make sense to me anymore. I cried all last night. The sad part? I was crying for the chickens, mostly. It just seems so unfair. What the hell did they do to you? Leave them the fuck alone, dammit. Why must we consume everything? Like the rest of the world is just ours to eat and destroy. I don’t want any part in this. Then I realize I have no choice; as a human it is in my job description to destroy. But as a dead human, it would be in my job description to just sit there dead for all of eternity. I honestly don’t know which would be worse anymore. I fear I have lost my mind. I can’t find it; I don’t remember where I last left it. Where is my *mind *?
I don't even know anymore. It's like this world is spinning, I'm on this fucked up carousel of life and I can't get off. I need help, but there's no one left to help me. I just want to jump off, but that seems like the cowardly thing to do, plus we all know how great I am at trying to do myself in. Several attempts, and looky here- I'm still here talking to you, wasting your time as usual. I wish someone would just shoot me already. I don't mean anything to anyone, and never will. Trying is pointless. Being here is pointless. All I'm doing is hurting my family, annoying the hell out of most people, and destroying the environment with aerosol hairspray and such as this. What the hell. I don't even make sense to me anymore. I cried all last night. The sad part? I was crying for the chickens, mostly. It just seems so unfair. What the hell did they do to you? Leave them the fuck alone, dammit. Why must we consume everything? Like the rest of the world is just ours to eat and destroy. I don’t want any part in this. Then I realize I have no choice; as a human it is in my job description to destroy. But as a dead human, it would be in my job description to just sit there dead for all of eternity. I honestly don’t know which would be worse anymore. I fear I have lost my mind. I can’t find it; I don’t remember where I last left it. Where is my *mind *?