It's been 3 years since I've felt good
It's been 3 years since I've done what I should
I don't know why all this has happened to me
But can someone take away this misery?
6.17.04 - And the beat goes on
So now I see nothing has really changed since 6th grade. And I'm tired of it. I'm really tired of it all. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, you're probably a part of it. Actually, even if you do know what I'm talking about you may be a part of it. And I'm done. I'm finished dealing with it all.
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To days of inspiration playing hookey making something out of nothing the need to express to communicate to going against the grain going insane going mad. To loving tension, no pension to more than one dimension to starving for attention hating convention hating pretention. Not to mention of course hating dear old mom and dad. To fruits, to no absolute to absolute, to choice to the village voice to any passing fad. To being an us for once instead of a them. La vie boheme.
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