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Post by vera on Jun 23, 2005 22:28:06 GMT -5
So I was sitting and I was thinking while I was drinking Hey, why dont we just get together and so be it the goddamed weather forbid to take me to the heartache's severed edge Find me floating inside the womb where all the world's a bloody mess So I see the little fish and they see me wondering, what they think of me and here I am still trying to figure out who the Fuck I am But you know its inside you why it takes the parting to realize we are just all our own lies Beats me to death every night when I lay to sleep These thoughts still circle with my Trileptal at least that slowed them down a notch but what about the way I really feel Just switch my pills so I dont feel And charge me more when I am ill Maybe Ill just smoke more pot and speak with all my goddamed friends At least thats free and I know there is something in what they see in me maybe
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