_________you broke a promise_______
okie i know i told y'all the other day that i was gonna write an entry in here about what i was feeling, and ya know in code and all, but i'm not going to. instead i figured i'd write a poem that i made up to- well, last night, seeing that it's midnight:15 of thursday june 19. okie, here goes:yeah. so I'm wanted
a victim of the system
been put through the ringer
stung by the bee and its stinger
bitchslapped by life itself
and now you know what?
I'd like some help
you slap your knee at all the jokes
life throws at you
but beneath all the joy in this existence
there lies pain
muddled and bloody
we all lay slain
but even though were are all
individuals
and usually are all by ourselves
if we stand together
we can help
all the vagrants
that...feel wanted
not needed
kicked in the ass by the system
yeah they've been through the ringer
stung by the bee and its stinger
bitchslapped by life itself
and now they are SCREAMING INSIDE
[whispered] "we need some help"
There it is. You guys can sign my guestbook and tell me if you liked it or not. C'mon, y'all. You guys know that was a plug. Heh. Well, it's late so I'll be going. G'night.
fallen on Thursday, Jun. 19, 2003, 12:13 a.m.