Blackness, abyssmal

hatred, suffering and pain

When will it all end?

No one takes notice

Loneliness, I am alone

Misery takes hold

You wouldn’t get it

I thought my parents were dumb

but you take the cake.

If only I could.

Not even gay men love me.

I am so lonesome.

CRAAAAAAAAWWLLLIIIIINNNGGGG IIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNMMMMMYYYYY SKIIIIIIIN

THESE WOUNDS THEY WILL NOT HEEEAAAAAL

FEAR IS HOW I FAAAAAAAALLL

CONFUSING WHAT IS REEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAL

There’s something inside me that pulls beneath the surface

Consuming/confusing

This lack of self-control I fear is never ending

Controlling Now this is a story all about how my

Life got flipped turned upside down

And I’d like to take a minute just sit right there

I’ll tell you how I become the prince of a town called Bel-Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised

On the playground is where I spent most of my days

Chillin’ out, maxin’, relaxin’, all cool

And all shootin’ some b-ball outside of the school

When a couple of guys they were up to no good

Started makin’ trouble in my neighborhood

I got in one little fight and my mom got scared

And said, “You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air.”

I whistled for a cab and when it came near

The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror

If anything I could say that this cab was rare

But I thought, “Nah, forget it. Yo home to Bel-Air!”

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8

And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later

Looked at my kingdom I was finally there

To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

くそ坊主

しんやあがれぞ

俺のまえ

I ****ed your mother

I didn’t wear a condom

so now she’s pregnant

i speak in haiku

yet i find i cannot stop

please dear god help me