The Burdens of Being Upright

Feb 27, 2002

i fixed it

just another face in the crowd. you walk the same as everyone. your words fall upon deaf ears. you'll never amount to anything. you think you're special? well, you're not. you'll rot just like everyone. they'll mourn for you today but tomorrow you'll be just another one. another teen suicide, a number, a statistic. another kid that couldnt cut it. mother earth will swallow you whole. and hide your body from the rest. the maggots will feast on your flesh. all your ideas are nothing now. your struggle was worthless, the end was inevitable.

song: backwater - meat puppets




posted by sarah 7:48 PM

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