Disenfranchised.
Once again standing at the presapiss of my own indecisiveness.
I watch and learn and repeat the same mistakes.
Dare not pass judgement onto me, I have passed it myself.
Complete with the regrets I'll wake up with tomarro.
But I live as I am.
Scaveging on the world around my undug grave.
I shall survive.
If the wish me to or not.
But then again.
Here I am, a faded image.
Here I am, the peice of trash u never pick up.
Floating around the bedroom floor.
But then again....
My doing is my own.
Disenfranchised.
I.R.M. 02/13/07
