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2003-09-19 - 2:53 a.m.

I am miniscule and pretensious never clever and modest as i aspire to be

this has be my lifes jerking

i fall short like so may things

but i was not equipped with a "there is tomorrow" mechanism

for there is tomorrow

and it is the same gray today

as i walk shamefully in

i am prone to self destruct

and because i can't undo the damage i have done

i will fill my purpose in a blaze of relief

i am the scarlet letter you wear on your chest

to know me is to hate me

to know me is to endure me for all the time that has past

between now and the last time i tried to turn back the clock

to 8:21 AM june 4, 1984

God foresaken year, god foresaken time

but mostly a worthless child

a useless unacceptable, unadaptable, unsatisfiable,

unagreeable, unhappy, unintelligent, uncreative, smear on the beauty that is the world

a bleep on the radar that is so easily ignored,

ignored so, ignore me,

i only wake out of shame

i only live out of pity

in this world survival of the most adaptable

lovable and acceptable

i am not

any of the above

send me far away

ship my lifeless body back to the hospital

no one will claim it anyway

i am a speck insignificant to other specks

because who the fuck feels the depression of happiness anyway

You are the only one who helps me to be cured of this lonely pale

washes off the pain

you ease me into myself again

and for that there aren't sufficient words

when your here everything is alright it's not my fault

you tell me to carry just my own weight

but when your gone

its only fear was you...this weight

it kicks me to the ground

for breathing for standing upright

i need believe

i can love myself... myself.

because riding on city buses for a hobby is sad

.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.

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