Mess With My Head
Too hungry to eat Too angry to be mad To lonely to seek friendship To tired to sleep The last day of love That quit before it started Too stupid to write a smart poem Look for the good God don't make junk, you hope you heard Not bad at all, being ready to die Strain at me through your filter Smoke me DrugsJust want opinions. Written November 10th, 2001 © on Nov 10 2001 02:33 PM PST, Timothy G Cameron 0 • 1
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"Too hungry to eat ..."