i am dirty
i feel filthy with a dark muck that i can't wipe off.
my head is made of this massive goo
and i can't seem to get it out of my eyes.
how can i stand in front of family and friends in this state?
i am not to be looked upon or talked to,
my words are rottenness nothings that i cough up.
i move in a sluggish way.
this is me now.
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
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