" 5 MINUTES OF PROCRASTINATION!!!!!"
36 months spent in hell,never broke me,cried in the dark,laughed in their faces as they spewed their rhetoric and bad breath at me,spit and tears flying all around,sweet sixteens spent with a make believe cake in a make believe world,
Hide your clip board from me for I will see the lies,oops... I looked out a window,it is illegal to wish upon that star,Thoughts of snow ball fights and jumping in piles of fall leaves give way to scrubbing a garbage can lid or scuffling around in laceless shoes,hit the floor,you were once my "friend" now your power wreaks of the cheap pizza and a once a week soda,scrambling for candy packs like Ethiopians for food,selling your soul to earn the donut in the infamous Tania Merrete coordinators meeting,running in circles to impress,eager impatience starts your day with a visit to the Shingle,knock-knock-knock,who's there? bewildered faces greet yours as you wonder why everyone is screaming for your redemption,who needs their sinning soul to be saved at age 15 anyway?,Grandma dies and you can't say good-bye or I love you because your hospital corners did not pass the ram-rods inspection that morning,seasons pass on by as does your hope for a normal adult hood,resentfull,resentment,madness reaches it's greedy hands out for the last shred of dignity you have or had,parents get a long rambling letter begging for forgiveness,I dropped a lit ciggarette on your white couch,Oh by the way I robbed you too,visit me,take me away if only for a day,1984 prevails,stand up&sing us a song you foolish monkey we need to laugh at you!,bite your tongue even though you know that they know there really is no dirt on that window sill,sweep,scrub,mop,dust,organize atleast these mundane things protect from the insane yelling that tears away at the fiber of your being,expose your dirty little secrets your only as sick as them any way,laugh at me,yell at me,join in with the merry mob,who cares if it's wrong,you gotta do it all or else you will be eaten alive,smile that fake smile,pretend to agree with me,pray for this day to end with a bowl of salty pretzels and more sweeping,movies with the backgroung sound of scrubbing not as good as the local cinema you remember,echoes of your lost innocence dance in your nightly dreams,when oh when will I escape this madness?
