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FUCKED UP (PART2) - please don't critique

Posted to Action Poetry




Why is everone
so fucked up?
Why is the whole world
so fucked up?
Why is everything
so fucked up?
Why am I
so fucked up?

Can someone please speak to me?
Can someone please speak to me?
Because I have
Noone to speak to
RIGHT now.

But I don't care!
No, I don't care
No, I don't care
No, I don't care
No, I don't care
- Well, that's a lie -
I do care at all!

Why is everone
so fucked up?
Why is the whole world
so fucked up?
Why is everything
so fucked up?
Why am I
so fucked up?

PLEASE ANSWER ME!
PLEASE ANSWER ME!
OH, WON'T YOU ANSWER ME?
(and don't critique!
yeah, no critique at all)

Cause I'm a little piece of shit
where the devil laughs and sits about!
Yeah, politics are a piece of shit
I don't care about at all.

Well, I'm just dancin'
Well, I'm just laughin'
About ye all
Cause I know
We're all just pissin' in the the wind
(or in the river or
somethin'
like that)

Can someone please critique?
Can someone please kill?
Because I need someone to kill someone!
I need someone to kill me!
Can someone please kill me?
Yeah, can someone please
Kill me!

(don't take this serious, cause
now I'm drunk at all)

Can someone please kill me
Because I'm drunk at all?
Can someone please kill me
Because I'm drunk at all?
Can someone please speak to me?
Because I have noone at all!

Why is everone
so fucked up?
Why is the whole world
so fucked up?
Why is everything
so fucked up?
Why am I
so fucked up?

Tomorrow
I will
Kill myself.

Tomorrow
I will
Be with god.

Tomorrow
I will eat
A sandwich.

Tomorrow
I won't
Be there at all.

So please don't critique!


(PS: Any critique's welcome)

May the sun always
Shine above yer heads!