Saturday, March 5, 2011

In Utero

I am my own parasite... 
I don't need a host to live

I do miss the riffs and the angst,
it was so much easier.

to just feel miserable cause you could

these days you have to come up with some stupid excuse
like a stomach ache or something,

to take a day off because you just can't face the fucking daylight
cause you're too ashamed of being sad for no "significant" reason.

out of the sky
into the dirt

don't you just hate that?

it's so sad to miss your old self

what is what I need?
what is wrong with me?
what do I think I think?

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