these words i'm driving into the ground. the same words i scream out over the crowd
( 07.31.2003 )
i hate feeling such frustation. it's something i simply cannot control, and that is a sensation i hate. it's a constant thorn in my side that never ceases to dig in a little farther.
just just just
JAB, CUT, DIG DIG DIG
a little more.
i'm tired of being handicapped like this.
I HATE MY AGE.
