10:34 p.m.
October 24, 2002
This is bullshit. I don't have to put up with this. Let me outta here. Bull. Shit. All of yas, pushin shit on me, Damn.

I think I'll sing about it.

This is dedicated to no one in particular, but rather dedicated to the world in general, when the world stresses me out.

abused

(10/24/02)

Pushing me around like a piece of shit

And I'm worrying about you

And you take advantage of me

And you're taking me for granted

And I'm worrying about you

And you're bugging me

And you're abusing me

And I'm caving in

And I'm so fucking weak

Because it never ends

And it's every day

And it's all the time

And you make me feel worthless

Like it's such a crime

To be weak

To be continued...
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