3 acessos
Ijust got sick of the rainfall. Feeling tired from gray sky and all. This hard winter spent my last dime. Community service got me doing time. And nothing feels good in this place. Pounding it into me. All is contest and you lose this race. This the city has told me. A stupid child died today. A wiser stupid man walked away. I think I've seen the devil. I guess I lost my mind. So see me useless on the corner, not worth my own last quarter. Too much wedged between my skull and brain, too many reasons to forget my name. Useless. You read it on bill boards. So useless. You learned it in school. Always knew there'd come a time, I'd have to go away. Why today, not today. Say my fairwells to places long gone. Fairwell, I'm moving