Today i woke up
remembering where i am
with a great poem cup
whispering the word damn
then i sit up with a tear in my eye
thinking of a life i wish i had
then thinking of how i should die
then stay there on my bed being sad
wondering how its like having a dad
thinking of my mother, making me mad
about her death and how i was
not caring shit for anyone back then
now it hurts thinking of her, it does
after that i go to the den
read a page of a mag
then run in the backyard until i lag
then i go back
living my life
living the same every time
so now i say
till next time
a good-bye
 
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