shut up
get up
shut up
get up
i'm screaming at myself in the mirror
and the mirror is you
fuck the poetry
fuck singing the blues
shut up
get up
shut up
get up
stop the silent default
living in that mind cult
i've had about enough of not enough
stop asking me what i want
shut up
you get up
you get the fuck up
this is no self help piece
chicken noodle soup
feel better soon on another fucking day
a p & j sandwich to make you more cozy
shut up
get up
fill your fucking cup
damn it
have the courage to fill it
feel it
and deal with it
these stupid nothings
letters jumbled
fucking had it
don't like it
stop asking me the same fucking question
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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