it's total bullshit
in my head
making me think i should have something better
something better to do with my time
life doesn't owe me meaning
but whatever it owes me
this is what i've got:
a warm room
sweaty pits
a heavy warm breeze
need for something better
somebody else across the room
in a worse mood than me
shit shit shit
and that's poor grammar
no doubt
about that...
Sunday, June 22, 2008
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