It's too bad.

[canikickit]

It's too bad

I've got nothing to say, and nothing to share,
All I have are my personal thoughts,

I got no joy today, and not really a care,
All I have is my personal thought,

I losing hair and I'm losing my share,
of the happiness and general crapiness of those who don't despair,

I've got too many braincells and not enough energy,
how long will it be before my life reaches synergy?

You've heard of that place, it's recommended by the many,
who don't have a clue, each one is an enemy,

We want chaos, just pay us, we've enough of your labour,
we don't want to hear the stories of "our saviour".

[Dirty Commie]

Damn poets, I am not creative enough to join you and your elitist poetic intellectual burgeoise friends.
*cries in corner*

[Felicia]

Quote: from Dirty Commie on 11:53 pm on June 3, 2003
Damn poets, I am not creative enough to join you and your elitist poetic intellectual burgeoise friends.
*cries in corner*
don't worry, they may have their pens, but we have our swords!...or ak47's, whichever you prefer :cheesy:

[Lefty]

well, canikickit, what can i say
each day is just like every other day
and, i am sorry to say
it appears it will indefinitely stay this way