He no longer tells me what to say
yet I still await his commands...
Today was...
A good day, a bad day...
I try to see the positive
in all the things I do...
I was such a fool
when I left school...
Well pen and paper I guess I am back,
back to releasing my thoughts through you...
My Hennessy Brown
My problems I drown...
Countless hours
Countless minutes...
Her eyes, frigid today
they whimper and close...
Little miss perfection messed up again,
Yet, no one knows the pain she's in...
Grey-blue eyes
Staring in the distance...
You feel so alone and unloved,
you are fat, ugly, unwanted and useless...
I wake up about half past noon,
Knowing where I'll be standing soon...