A Thought from the Kitchen Floor

I can't lie. There's a hole
In my life that leaves me
Feeling like killing, the
Sound of my voice. The shrill screams aren't passing quite
As fast as they used to. I'm
Twenty-two and I feel like
I've tried everything. I
Can't die. Some force keeps
Holding me up. It doesn't
Take a very smart man.
Obsession I need you to want
Me not to want me. You won't
Admit it but I'm only
Dragging you under. I'm
Twenty-two and I feel like
I've tried everything. I wish I could grant you a way to
Roll back time to forget the
Day you ever laid those
Beautiful eyes on me.