Happy with the confusion
since there is no ill illusion.
Content in a losing lifestyle.
Willing to be late a while.
A smirk when the shit goes down
and you consider happiness a frown.
So drop kick the world
and shun all the girls.
Run around with your depression
and pass it on in succession
and think of it all as a dream.
A hope of happiness in the moonbeam.

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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