Get It Off Me

Please get it off me
I know it's there...
Please take it off
It's hurting me
What is it?
I don't know
But it's there,
I know it's there

It's what's on me
It's what disgusts people
It's what good people pretend they don't see
While they try to befriend me

It's what makes me unappealing
It's why I have so few friends
It's why I'll be alone forever
It's why he still hasn't called

It's why I'll always be the friend
It's why I'll be the fuck friend
It's why I'll be the cool chick
It's why I'm committed to spinsterhood

It's why I'm so tired
It's why I don't much care
It's why I sigh so much
And it's why I cry myself to sleep.

Written on April 15th, 2001

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