Sunday, January 30, 2011

Half the Problem

Maybe you’re hurt.

Maybe you’re not.

Maybe you don’t give a shit about anybody else.

(Just a thought.)

It comes from inside.

It has to come out. 

It builds up inside. 

I think that’s half the problem. 


Maybe you’re scared. 

Maybe you’re sad. 

Maybe you’re so fucked up that no one could help you even if you wanted them to. 

Maybe you’re a brat. 

Too spoiled too. 

Maybe you need an ass whuppin’ 

and I’m the one to give it to you. 

Something inside pulling me down.

I think that's half the problem!

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