me complaining....YET AGAIN (not a poem)
its not easy to be me. I know it looks like it is, seems like it should be. I have everything i need. everything is right in front of me. And I know its my fault for not taking what i have, and running with it. But my life is not what it should be. "the truth is what it is, what it should be, is a dirty lie."what else is new...besides me complaining... Written April 16th, 2002 © on Apr 16 2002 03:18 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
AI analysis available. Enable JavaScript to interact.
About this line
"its not easy to be me...."