michigan asylum
i guess i cant say this place is exactly like an asylum, due to lack of experience, but it serves the same purpose for me.
my own little nut house.
theres people here im familar with, that are very predictable
with the occasional wack job you try to avoid.
everyones just pretty simple, they all smile and tell you how fucking wonderful everything all is.
nothing really changes here, its all goes by on the same rate, really slowly...nothing exicting...
and here i am, a neon flashing light in the middle of hokey town.
maybe i should fucking cursey everytime i meet someone.
this is supposed to be my vacation from my life, my life thats on its own break right now, might i add...im not living with psycho steparents, im not in school, breathe girl, itll all be fine, ya know...? but i get a vacation and squander it all to hell.
i cant help it if i dont have the energy to smile or actually be happy to see a bunch of people i dont know and am supposed to be related to, who i will never see again in my life...
what a hel of a way to start off, huh?