Life sucks
This morning I woke up,
had no desire to leave my bed
I could feel today really would
suck.
But I had work to do, I had to go
so I got in my car and drove
hit a cat on my way
the blood splated against my wheels.
I called my girl, she was mad
I hadn't done all I could I guess
she treated me like a brazillian dirt
the lowest form of love there is.
So then I did my homework
I thought I would finish tonight
I was wrong, I got screwed
all by myself I trudge through.
My work, dont get me started
the kid peed on my shoe
then they took away my favorite
and gave to some loon.
What do I do now I ask?
Where do I go from here?
Why do I try to be happy?
Who can I turn to now?
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3 comments
heheh Brock,
i think i've confused the guy soo much i dnt think he can even spell his name correctly now!!
11/24/2005 5:25 AM
I'm a paladin, too. (what on earth is a paladin?) Peace out.
11/25/2005 6:25 PM
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- Nada e perfeito mas como eu quero. Portuguese is my passion, English is my life, and words are the beats of my heart.