oh dear diary
today i died
maybe once or twice
i dont remember well
my body all
slick with doubts
my eyes not understanding
anything anymore
oh dear diary
i met this girl
telling me she likes meat
her eyes were so bright
she just looked so good
when she ate my heart
and tore my ribs apart
oh dear diary
and theres this boy
not sure of what hes doing
scared of doing it wrong
his cheeks are full of tears
and his mouth filled with rage
and when he listens to mozart
he blasts out some mayhem
and theyre all disappointed
cause im such a freak
such a weirdo
such a crackpot
such a burden a misfit
or even a pervert
or something i dont know
drowning in its own spit
ugh...
oh dear diary
im gonna explode
and blow up the universe
with an atomic bomb
what is money for
what is love
what is hate
what is music
what is fate
what is this world
compared to the whole universe
oh dear diary
and now im calm
it all happened in one hour and a half
how is this possible
why am i still here
what the hell am i living
delusional fantasies
of my harmless and pure body
goodbye
goodbye
my dear diary
VOUS LISEZ
is this world real ?
Thơ ca. . . i like words i hope you like them too oh, and i also like eyes, decay and despair :) hope you don't mind it
