most days i feel like this MY LIFE IS SHIT I HATE MY LIFE MY LIFE SUCKS its a mantra MY LIFE IS SHIT I HATE MY LIFE MY LIFE SUCKS i could be smiling and having a good time deep down inside i know MY LIFE IS SHIT I HATE MY LIFE MY LIFE SUCKS its a 50 pound weight of black steel placed on my chest heavy makes my breathing funny i cant breath its blue yarn strung around my heart and liver around ventricles and organs its blood soaking into yarn and drying turning black a coarse yarn like raffia or hemp thick hemp rope tightening around organs soaked with blood this is my muse strangulation and suicide this the side i hide this is what it feels inside i feel my heart pounding it hurts every time it beats on my chest it's the stretch of muscle pounding on cavity walls it's the stretch of muscle escaping trying to escape my heart would rather leave it's the stretch of muscle expressing distaste rage it's a mantra boom... MY LIFE IS SHIT boom... I HATE MY LIFE boom... MY LIFE SUCKS boom... MY LIFE IS SHIT boom... I HATE MY LIFE boom... MY LIFE SUCKS boom... MY LIFE IS SHIT boom... I HATE MY LIFE boom... MY LIFE SUCKS sometimes it's just little things i forget to pay a bill- -my phone is turned off i try to pick up something- it keeps dropping i touch something pretty and it cracks murphy's law everything that can go wrong is already -Shut-up Shelley