excuse me ma'am you dropped something...

my jaw. thats all, not alot just enough to make a real boy cry and a grown man wonder where is heart went when its time to stand baby will you tell me that you need me that you need this more than just another day away from what you never want to make believe is happening so close to home that gets so much harder running away from you is easy but its harder when i'm older and alone and all i have to keep me warm and safe is this beer and maybe a bad hip but aside from that i'll be just one day short of kicking it all the time and always feeling like its time to break it off tear it down run a muck and make a sound clap your hands clap your hands like its highschool and know theres nothing better to be doing on this lunch break rather than staring at that fat guy and impressing all your friends by being a big dick and doing anything to make the fags around you like you even if it means tearing down another person just like you the same as you the same heart the same mind the same brain the same hands and crushing them and drawing tears from his eyes but thats alright cuz they don't mind they just want some more to laugh at and they'll be fine but soon you'll learn that they'll all die and before that day comes they'll all lose their hair and have glasses and hate their wives and wish they were more like someone you once hated yourself or being so content with what they had around them that it made you more jealous than angry and more tired and confused to find some body so hated and persecuted smile and know where they belong and what they need to get along and get by you'll find out you'll find out before its over what it means to be so broken ithat tomorow just makes you want to hide further in your own eyes and your hands dont work half as well as they should when its so hard and so wrong to be unhappy but so far away from smling and so broken that it makes you wonder what it was you came here for, oh and also makes this run on sentence seem so trivial in comparison to how much it hurts to forget what its like to cry.