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.