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the product of nothing
08/11/2004 @ 9:26pm
By:
xxxmanderzxxx

where am i sapose to be....
please i need to know
while i waste my time reading some one elses goals...
maybe if i read them fast enough..
may be if i eat them up...
maybe i'll reach out and have something to reach for...
blind men want to see...
the poor want a home and shoes to cover their feet...
i want a life to live in me...
im lost in the woods...climbing the trees...
i cant come back down far enough to see the leaves hit the ground....
i sit up in the branches while the seasons change...
untuched....
theres no life path set out for me...
i'd cry but im so lost i cant find my eyes for the tears to come out of
me...
this tree trunk is thicker than me...
im as thin as air and still i cant find away to get out of here...im giving
up now....
a growth on a tree...
im giving up now....
i dont think a life was spared for me...
no soul
aparently no eyes...
my mind rotted out while i was wating out in this tree..
i eat lies three times a day....ill climb down when the wind blows the other
way...
its like im the only puzzle piece thats square
i've gotten this far on charm
im the go to girl
but what do you do when the go to girl needs some one to answer her
tears...
im tired of showing my teeth i want to frown all day and be ok with it
why do i feel like its any one elses life im dealing with
i dont want to complain as much as i just want some one to listen
just listen
im tired
tired of not haveing atleast one body who knows we enough to know im
wrong....im mixed
broken im lieing on the floor huming nirvana and feeling like this is
it?....
my wood floor, a busted gutar, and the comfort of my own home...all alone
i think i need a roof top to fall from.
i need a dream to float on...
this thirst just isnt enough...
im getting no where with nothing....im doing it all with nothing and my
reward is nothing...
im nothing...
this is nothing....
my rooms blank and i can steal bread from the store...
morals are the first to go...
im giving nothing...been givin nothing....ill take something...im to thirsty
to drink....to empty to float...
id kill my self but then who would read what i wrote...

 
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