Everything's wrong and nothing's right
yet I can't give in--
chalk it up to being stubborn.
One Day I'll Fly Away
sounds so nice to be free.
Would you please help me to escape?
Alas I sit here broken up
in my little cocoon
of sullen ineptitude
unble to change my world
and make things right.
Can't decide which is better--
vodka or the little yellow one.
That one
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