angst
angst against this inertia
this boredom
this routine
this.....
righteous anger
the kind that i need to get up today
and face whatever the day brings
in a way i'm tired and weary
and somedays i don't even want to get up
but i have to
i must
otherwise, there's no point in breathing
marylin manson said he doesn't have enough middle fingers
me neither
and i don't have mouth big enough to scream and to puke into this world
never mind.
mondays..........