so once again the feelings that are mine do not matter back to the end of the line upsy daisy under over sideways down wearing the mask of tears of a clown
another shot of *** might that help maybe it will silence my crying yelp yeah I'll catch hell for making an issue scuse me please I need another tissue
yes I asked and what did I expect words to my ears not politically correct it's no one's fault it's just the facts feeling tightness in my intestinal tracts
I'm a fuzzledbum with no right to expect I know it's not fair but I seem to collect heartaches by the number on top of my world forget-me-nots as forget me's are unfurled
wish it was that easy to drain the brain but that only leaves a huge blood stain I'd restructure my world but I'm not that clever shruggin my shoulders saying fine whatever