Thursday, March 30, 2006
LIVING IN A BOX
I’m living in a box
and I don’t mind;
I don’t look at it much
from the outside.
I’m living in a box
but that’s ok,
‘cause when the door locks
I do things my way.
I’m living in a box
which is all right:
all houses are equal
when you sleep at night.
I’m living in a box
and that’s terrific
‘cause when I die
I know I won’t miss it.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
SUICIDAL NOTE
Here I am,
living.
Using my time,
in this life,
somehow.
I guess
that if I was meant
to be a genius
I would have known
by now.
living.
Using my time,
in this life,
somehow.
I guess
that if I was meant
to be a genius
I would have known
by now.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
BLUE
Sunday, March 19, 2006
PROUDLY WRONG
You came
into my life, like a blessing,
and I did nothing
but moan
You offered
to listen and give me advice
but I insisted
in being alone
You left
because I wouldn’t change
so, I cried in despair
and said you were unfair...
But it’s strange:
I have always known
that I’d stay on my own.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
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