I think when I say stuff like ''

YEAH WELL
I WORK EVERYDAY,

'CAUSE I'M NOT AN ENTITLED
LITTLE *****--

I DO WHAT I HAVE TO DO!''

it's because
deep down,

I hate my life
so much--
and I'm not fooling anyone.


I thought I at one time was special and could circumvent the pain,


but I've just become a
broken down
wheel
like the rest in the junkyard.

the fight is

leaving me