Monday, September 15

Interrupted By Life

Life, who do you think you are?
What the fuck are you doing at my door?
Get on with it, get the hell out of here,
I don't know what the fuck you're for.
I don't ever wanna leave my house,
I'll spend forever staring into the walls.
It's not your right to interrupt,
not a decision for you to call.
I decided long ago I'd exist without you,
so life, get the fuck out!

2 comments:

  1. hahahahaha Bex that is AMAZING! I'm Laughing my ass off but still awesome :P

    I know it holds strong relevance and meaning, i just dont know why.. i dont know how it'd make me laugh so much.

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  2. Hahahahaha I knew you'd laugh :D I laughed too while writing it, thinking it sounded ... weirded out :D but when reading it it feels so much more sincere, i dunno :/ but its from the heart more than i can ever say i think :(

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