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I am tired of this sleeping pill they tell me to take

but soon 

I'll bee buzzing

on some schnapps and whiskey

and whatever else the liquor store

will sell me 

I don't have an id...

of what to do

except blow the guy with goatee and the tattoo

off

and tell him to go fuck himself

but he just laughs and tells me

he does that every day at one

set aside computer time

so much fucking fun

I fly out of the liquor store

to a more conservative one

painted red

I've got my eye on a woman in blue

who?

could buy a plan b pill for me

cum to think of it, I need one

last night I kissed a boy

and touched his clock

what time is it? I asked

time to get screwed, he said

and I left with a phillips in my chest

it hurt like hell

oh well

at least it wasn't a flathead

I might have a few screws loose, he said

but I think he's lost his cents

or maybe I stole it

to get some smokes

menthol 100's please

what brand, the cashier asks

any kind that makes me look Kool

but the stupid whore gave me cigars

and promptly went back to checking people out

especially the man with the blue uniform

I've got a ticket to cash in on, she said

shoe fly away

and then she swatted me with a boot

I ran out of the store

and walked into my therapists

the rapists love me

but they really resent my   s p a c I n g

out

it's hard for me to concentrate 

on just one things...

but I'm getting 

better

believe it

because if you don't

my mother will put me back in the 

hospitable

crazy ward

I hate that place.