in rare moments
i'm
a ray
of sunshine

some might
see me
as some
sort
of clown

but
most of the time
my mind's
stuck on
a rhyme

and i just can't keep people around

quite often
i'm outgoing
and silly

i can
make
most folks
pretend
to laugh

but inside,
i have cried
"please, just **** me"

contemplating
taking
my toaster
in the bath


i drink
too much
on more
than occasion

i spend
too much time
feeling blue

but the
sauce
is where
i seek inspiration

and without it
i wouldn't
know
what
to do

i've etched
words
in
my walls
with my nails

when
my pen
had run
all
out of ink

i can't hide

sadness
always
prevails

and
takes over
the
thoughts
that
i think