2005 February:

Now I'm in a new situation but you're as familliar as a bed.

Do you really care about me.
Expectations of a loved one
past-usury-abides in my temples throbbing.
No more-
I don't want to be foolish-
Drugs took my life and all I can think to do is use drugs.
Feeling sorry for myself-
Abuse me...
What else is new!

No more explanations which lead me to scrutinize--
Well you could've done--this or that it soesn't matter
-but what is the bottom line-
you did not come to see me.
Is this going to be repeated to let me know it's over?
I won't sweat over tomorrow while I'm ruuning my life today-
Let's keep it real baybe
There's not enough time to fuck around-
-Coming through the door-
family and friends-
that helped me live in my "crazy" states.

I don't know what happened-
It makes me feel safe when I masturbate.