The shame of writing about other people has caught up with me
I left those problems for the future
The future was yesterday
And I...
Well I have become exactly what I wanted to be!
Unfeeling, Unloving, Unburdened
I hate everything in the most beautiful way
No I am not stomping around
Flayling my tits in a radical attempt
to enlargen them
No man... that is boring
I just hate everything in a way that makes me finally see everything properly
No its not that I have officially been diagnosed
Or that I lost my child at the Museum
Or that I couldn't feel even if I tried
Its that to love nothing, no one and nonsense
Means I am free
And to be free
Is to be everything I wanted to be
These are future me problems
The future was yesterday
Welcome to the Thunderdome
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