and most of all i hate the one that i see every day i do the best i can so i won't recognize this face i've defrosted the fucking freezer washed my shirts and wished for wine i can't drink as all the drugs i'm taking go down my spine
i recall a friend of my grandmother kind old lady nurse when i remember her last days i truly feel remorse she used to come to grandma's all the time when she could see she didn't hear much and leaned so close to TV screen her daughter and her asshole son-in-law were brainwashed dumb they'd give their last shirts and her money to some church of sun deaf tiny hungry dehydrated, she breathed her last one day i wish her solitude would trigger her own hurricane