A.C.C. 9/2004

Sitting in a puddle of piss, puke and blood, crying and thinking, “What the fuck am I doing sitting in your muck?!” sickened, saddened and angry, I’m asking you why? Overheated, dizzy, I’m dumbstruck! A frightened cry. Spew of talk, it’s nothing but the truth. I’m tired of being treated the way I have been. I fuck up, state my life is sin. Take maw’s car and bring it right back, but still I get the verbal bitch slap! Torn apart by that special kiss, I’ve got shit in one hand but in the other I’ve still got that wish.