Why! Why, can't I escape these four walls
Which have made a prisoner of me
I am screaming, can you here my calls?
I am dying, but you refuse to see?
Here, where it is always so cold
you forget how to smile or laugh
everything is dead, except the mold
which has grown over your other half
please, we are not here on purpose
this was not of our choice, it is hell
it's not fair but they say we need this
sadistic, as far as I can tell
Thankfully out time is linear
and soon I will never have to see her
Daily Poems of Crap, written by me, Miss Kyoko, every day or praticaly never.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Monday, March 9, 2009
life is cunt
I was lead to believe i could do
whatever the hell i wanted
I had been lied to
my goals oh so daunted
why can't things be easy?
why does life have to be such a cunt?
whatever the hell i wanted
I had been lied to
my goals oh so daunted
why can't things be easy?
why does life have to be such a cunt?
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
The epitome
I'm not good at math
but it's all I do
I sit on my ath
and F(x)=x^2-3x+2
Do I love math?
No, but I have to go
prereq for career path
stuff I have to know
but it's all I do
I sit on my ath
and F(x)=x^2-3x+2
Do I love math?
No, but I have to go
prereq for career path
stuff I have to know
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