10/13/09 (superficial blues)

the chemicals inside my brain are finally acting up again i knew it had been too long for me to continue feeling so damn happy but this hole really isn't that deep and i feel that there's still hope for me well maybe not, i mean who really knows because i know i don't, or at least suppose and you can trust me as far as a stones throw so i think it's best that i just go away but i'm slipping back into my old ways where i never really feel quite ok where the fluids swirling round my head tell me that i'd be much better off dead because i hate this place and everyone too and i'm pretty fucking sure that you all hate me too because this world is too concerned with what's cool no cares for another, they just want to look good you're no longer judged for what's inside your heart now we're all characterized by the cost of our cars are you beautiful? are you young? are you skinny? are you hung? are you tall? what size cup? are you dead? is there love? is there love?