Monday, June 6, 2011

Self

The fucking self- pity is boiling inside of me

I’m the fucking victim, can you see inside of me

This little girl is crying for her daddy

While the teenager fires up a big ol’ fatty

I won’t let myself be happy



The fucking self-loathing is almost more than I can bear

It’s like I’m sitting here naked and exposed, raw nerve bare

Having six pack abs doesn’t make me tough

Too much is never going to be enough

I want to little, I like it rough



The fucking self- centered fear is rising again

It threatens to ruin all I have done again

Looking around to throw the blame

Where the fuck is my 15 minutes of fame

I gotta get out of this game

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