Dazed and Confused

by Jenny   May 1, 2009


It,s like two in the morning and i can't go to sleep
trying to find a rhyme for my internal beats.

theres no topic for today so i'll jus go astray
why is it so hard to figure out if i'm gay?

why do my friends do drugs
wouldn't they rather want my hugs?

and i can't help them cuz they won't help themselves
roll it up sniff it up put it on the shelf.

wow when you think of it drugs are real deep
Its like if you run out you can't go to sleep.

thats how i feel without this pen and this paper..if i run out of ink whats there to think.

i have nothing to write with
i'll jus smoke till i forget..go take a sh*t.

then go eat cuz i have the munchies
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA

i'm so messed up i can't stop laughing...man i'm bored
the floor looks weird..now I'll snort it up.

thats messed up..why am i bleeding its coming from my nose
did i overdose?

nope i'm okay thats jus a side affect it'll go away
HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

where are the parents when this happens? where are my parents?
HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

they're messed up too thinking that they're life and children are perfect.
HAHA they're probably still trying to figure out the firs question.

well heres a suggestion...JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!
i'm not okay im my own home.

i really don't do drugs i'm totally sober
the damage has been done this is finally over.

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