Merry Christmas That's what people say at Christmas, right? Except normally they have someone to say it to They have friends and family And they haven't been crouched naked under a Christmas tree With a needle in their arm like an insane person in a mansion in Van Nuys. They're not out of their minds, they're not writing in a diary And they're definitely not watching their holiday spirit coagulate in a spoon I didn't speak to a single person today I thought, why should I ruin their fucking Christmas? I've started a new diary and this time I have a few new reasons One, I have no friends left Two, so I can read back and remember what I did the day before And three, so if I die, at least I leave a nice little suicide note of my life It's just me and you, diary Welcome to my fucking life Nobody would believe the shit that happens inside my head, it's haunted Now that I've come down from the drugs It seems like a sick play that I saw in a theater somewhere Thirty minutes ago, I could've killed someone Or better yet, myself |
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