15th March 1997
Love is cruel
So is life
So why don�t we
Roll the dice of life.
I�m self-centered
And I just don�t care
What my god
Had prepared.
I lost a friend
�Cause she tried to save me
But she still cares
Or so she tells me.
Some people cry
While others die
As for me
I just get high.
I�m too ugly
And just too fat
Ugly on the inside
How about that?
People care
No matter how much you shut them out
You need to take some time
And figure that out.
(This was written about a friend I once had... Who didn't care about anyone but herself. But she was so destroyed by her own phsyical image.)
