Here's a quote...or something...
"All alone in this world
Or at least that's how it seems
Cause all of those who seem to care
Always find a way to not be there
When I need them or just anyone
Just to talk to or have some fun
But it's not like this is different
Cause if it was...I don't know if I could deal
With all the solitude and heartbreak I feel
Trapped alone inside this shell
This empty casing...this Holy Hell
The Empty feeling just grows and grows
It never lessens...Just mearly flows
From every inch and every pore
LIke the feasterings of an infected sore
I'm losing all sence of what is real
I can't remember my last real meal
I can't remember the last time I felt secure
I can't remember the last time I felt real sure
About anything...in life or love...
Until that is I found a morning dove
But yet it seems this pet I've caught
Has no desire to to love the home I bought
Or the food or love or anything...
Fuck it all...I am sick and tired...
Of always feeling so mired
Down to the ground
With no chance for rebound
I am tired of lonelyness
I am tired of me...
I am growing so tired that I can't even see
All the good things in life...right here in front of me"
J.B... a.k.a. Asshole a.k.a. Crookedirishman
"All alone in this world
Or at least that's how it seems
Cause all of those who seem to care
Always find a way to not be there
When I need them or just anyone
Just to talk to or have some fun
But it's not like this is different
Cause if it was...I don't know if I could deal
With all the solitude and heartbreak I feel
Trapped alone inside this shell
This empty casing...this Holy Hell
The Empty feeling just grows and grows
It never lessens...Just mearly flows
From every inch and every pore
LIke the feasterings of an infected sore
I'm losing all sence of what is real
I can't remember my last real meal
I can't remember the last time I felt secure
I can't remember the last time I felt real sure
About anything...in life or love...
Until that is I found a morning dove
But yet it seems this pet I've caught
Has no desire to to love the home I bought
Or the food or love or anything...
Fuck it all...I am sick and tired...
Of always feeling so mired
Down to the ground
With no chance for rebound
I am tired of lonelyness
I am tired of me...
I am growing so tired that I can't even see
All the good things in life...right here in front of me"
J.B... a.k.a. Asshole a.k.a. Crookedirishman
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