I’m running out of time
My mind is confused
I have two totally different sides
And they like to have conflicts
I want one to get the fuck out.
I feel sick to my stomach
I feel lonely
I feel sad
God damn it!
I’m not getting any better.
I’m better off in a residential,
At least I’ll never be lonely in there.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
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