July 11, 2001

Experimental
by: EJ

I have no soul,

So I'm not all whole,

Usually miserable,

Feeling invisible,

Probably manic depressive,

Yet still supressive,

I'm usually sentimental,

But also experimental,

Sometimes I drink,

Does that mean my life is in a kink,

I want to smoke,

But not weed or coek,

Sometimes I crave,

To go to a rave,

Usually I put on a happy act,

To get people off my back,

I hide my sorrows,

Deep down in burrows,

You can't criticize,

Cause you can't sympathize,

But when all is said and done,

You can be the first one.