I'm sorry. I just lost track of reality.
I gave up on my family first. They didn't get me.
I was just a sarcastic asshole. I was just a another bump to feed and listen to complain.
So I bottled up. Like a bottle of any soda.
But you motherfuckers just shook and shook. I lost my cap and sprayed all over.
I popped.
I broke.
I came unglued.
All my broken little fucking pieces spilled out on that sidewalk.
I fell hard.
My knee bled.
All I could do then was apologize. That was it.
I fucked up. Hard.
Don't mistake all my fucks for anger, it's just the only work we can all feel. It still has power. Love. That used to have power. When you used to say 'I love you'. It meant something. Now...
"I love iHop."
"I love you man."
"FUCK YOU!"
How's that for feeling. Fuckers.
