Like an angry child,

I vie for attention

In a world of apathy.

Oh wait, did I mention,

That I need my freedom,

But I don’t know

To contain myself,

Not properly. Wow!

I’m a fucking nut,

In a world of basket cases.

We all know their names,

But can’t see their faces.

Can someone help me

Find who I am,

Or am I to be angry forever?

A lost child. Damn!



Written on

October 12, 2005

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was about me being angry with myself. The feeling of being lost.

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