too sad to wank
too skint to drink
too much to smoke
too scared to die
too cold to walk
too fucked to drive
too tired to sit
and work out why
too desperate
too lonely
to find someone
who can help me through
too jaded
and too ugly
to seek solace
in somebody new
too far to go
too much to do
too weak
so.
anyway.
how's you?
Little Black Book by Wayne Myers