"Fuck!"
By: Adam Dellow
Apr.05.05

Crimson tears fall behind black fabric and paint
Shades my world, and derails the train
Oh so late, oh so late

Despair, my moon, orbiting the months away
This noose, my exit, takes my life today
Million shades of grey, millions shades of grey

So feable, and pathetic, this life is, but a joke
I'll still probably never get it
Self-esteems decrepid, happiness to expensive

I'm poor in many ways, more than you'll ever know
sometimes it's really hard, not to let it show
These seeds will never grow, these seeds will never grow

I'm sure you already knew this, im sure you've already cared
But "good intentions" are finally at their tare
A life so bare, a life so bare

Always wondered why every one was in the sun
No one told me when to run, I've missed the starting gun

Crimson tears fall behind black fabric and paint
Self-expression and poetry, forever shading the stained
But who cares about a poets pain, forever, invisible rain