each morning i awake to face the day;
white knuckle to my bloodied nose.
i ponder, nothing original.
just the same perplexities better phrased before me.
one cannot change the world,
while refusing to change himself.
youve got your friends,
and ive got my family.
youve got your gloves,
and ive got my whiskey.
im a writer, but im not really writing anything.
a.i.m. - knifewaltz
