God, how I hate pain and misery.
How pain can feel like such treachery.
How life can run so smooth
and then let you loose..
God how I can hate it,
dealing with the same old shit.
Pain and new found sorrow.
The breaking of a new tomorrow.
Pain and work always the same game.
Watching it drive the people insane.
How we deal with so much loss.
Never thinking to ask the cost.
The cost of stress and struggle.
As we sit in our lives and juggle.
The duress, the over stipulation.
Just leading to more and more aggravation.
Dealing with the past now and future.
Thinking of all the scars you'll have to suture.
To sit around and deal with it all
like I'm looking for pain and pity in a mall.

06/17/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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