Friday, May 21, 2010

Low

I hate when I feel this low
It's like I just took a blow
If only life wasn't slow

I hate that I have regrets
They can kill like cigarettes
My body can feel the threats

I hate when I act so dumb
Embarrassment leaves me numb
It's like I'm made of pure rum

I hate when I cannot think
It just makes me want to shrink
Then my heart will start to sink

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