Today I found a text, from a long forgotten time.
This text was full of hope, it did not look like mine.
At least I can't remember, that I once could feel such things.
Because, now there's so much darkness, and anger in my fist.
God be a light, and all that other crap.
I just want to punch this ugly little chap.
But one time I felt something else, and it was shiny and clear.
It smelled a lot like sweat, but I held it very dear.
Could it really be? Can it be true?
How come it went from Lolipop to a poop review?
I sit here in wonder, feeling barely zip.
Aw screw it! Donkeys ass and Holy mother of
...
I bit my lip.
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