9 tin cans

life's irony
happily singing adult and laughing child in one room
and crying teenager sitting in dark in the room next to it
I just want to stand up and walk.. walk away in the night outside.. maybe have a smoke and just.. fuck it all.. maybe I should do it.. just stand up and walk away...
I hate how everything has to be the way you like it... you know what? fuck you... fuck you very much and I don't even care if you hear me or not.. you've never really had anyway
I also want to get fucked up really really fucked up and then die