I look in your eyes and i see her staring back at me
I want to choke on the perfect air surrounding me
I hate that school and what it means
I despise that town with its simplicity
I feel as if i will never be able to grow up
I'm stuck in a rut it has a tight hold
That room has memories that are not me
As you kiss my neck and run your hand up my thigh, i see you pushing her up against the wall in the corner of my eye
I want to spit the taste of bitterness and jealousy of out my mouth but it clings to my throat, it wont go out
I know that you see only perfection in me
When i look in the mirror all i see are my own comparisons staring back at me
I'll never be your perfect woman, someone with dignity and grace
I cling to you for everyone else has sinply gone away
left me alone with you only yo stay
Its been YEARS and I'm still obsessed with the past
get me out of this place, let me have peace at last

"Despite' is such a romantic word
and
I am not feeling particularly
romantic this evening.
Daytime scotch whiskey
and Chopin
living out the stereotype
of myself
That I am.


Nothing in life is "despite the pain'
so i will  instead say
sinply:

It would have been a beautiful life
were it not
For all the pain.

The Federal Bureau of Death
along with the AMA and your
sainted mother agree that the
sixth most likely way to get
car jacked is to live in Detroit

The Weather People have reported
a massive sigh of relief coming out
of the Midwest and is causing Lake
Effect Remorse

If you live in Detroit you sinply
don't understand