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Poetry: June 1996

"Drive Away"
June, 1996
 
I know you've got a beautiful life
I know you're going to cry
But I need to put an end to the pain I'm feeling
So, I'm supposed to take you back
Believe me I want to
But I've got to grab the shield
Sometime. .
 
I can't go back to you
I won't let myself go back to you
I'm too afraid of what you'll do
Yeah it fucking hurts me too
 
Sometime you'll be happy with someone else
I can't play the game
Bouncing back and forth
It'll rip me apart
 
I can't go back to you
I won't let myself go back to you
I'm too afraid of what you'll do
Yeah, it fucking hurts me too
 
I swear I won't fucking run to you
I swear i won't fucking run to you
I want youu, I want you But I can't
 
I can't go back to you
I won't let myself go back to you
I'm too afraid of what you'll do
Yeah, it fucking hurts me too
It fucking hurts

"Different Than Thought"
June 13th, 1996
 
I thought I had regretted it
I thought I had more things to live for
There was so much hope in me
But now I lay silent
 
But that was just another phase
I didn't want to be helped
It wouldn't have been so stupid
If no one had interupted
 
I still feel the pain, the sorrow
The confusion, the pressure
The hopelessness yet still hoping
That I'll be happy
I can't see why others don't understand
I feel alone, I feel all deserted
I've got no one to turn to for help
I need someone, I need someone
I really want to feel joy again
If I can't find the joy, I'll find peace
In a world of betrayal, there's only one way
I now see a hope for happines that way
Think that it's all over
You think I won't try again
I have the resistance of iron
But iron isn't the strongest
Do you think I can be helped?
 
I can't look up anymore
I look in the mirror and see sorrow
I try to make her happy
But then she still turns her back
 
I can't stand it, give me the gun
I'll take the entire blame for giving myself a cure
I feel so relaxed to know I'll be happy in my rest
The vigorous actions of others are just not fucking ignorable
My fate isn't to live throughout
I think I'll try again, success is still visually ahead
I've learned from my mistakes, I won't say goodbye
Because then I'll be stopped, no more fucking reaching out
 
The motherfuckin' pain is growing
I feel so fucking worthless
Have I done any fucking good?
I haven't done enough, I can't do enough
I'd rather die than live
With this shitty ass failure
 
Nobody gives a fuck