Monday, May 28, 2012
Can learn to do so many things. Get through the days. Somehow survive the nights. But still don't know how to like me. And if I can't do that I won't have you. Coming up on a half century on this planet And I still torture myself more than anyone else. Keep putting up walls that only hurt myself. Keep hiding from the light and avoiding the sun. Mad at the world for hating myself. Never let myself have any fun. Maybe when I'm alone. When I've got nowhere else to run. I'll drop down. And let it all go.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
No one to make eggs for. No one to pour coffee for. No one to watch Reliable Sources with. No one to not laugh at SNL with. Never learning, always running. Never climbing, always falling. Big empty inside Just holes in a wall to remind me where I went wrong No one to put up with me. Keep chasing them all away.