Revolte
10-13-2010, 05:18 AM
I am a sociopath,
I can not write about apples or oranges
but I can write about my hair or my toes
or the cluttered clothes on my floor,
the way the light shines in my room
or how I feel neglected and lonely, bitter and blind
but I can not write about apples or oranges
unless they are mine, mine, mine.
I can not write about apples or oranges
but I can write about my hair or my toes
or the cluttered clothes on my floor,
the way the light shines in my room
or how I feel neglected and lonely, bitter and blind
but I can not write about apples or oranges
unless they are mine, mine, mine.