Hollow 12/1/00

You should have beaten me more.
atleast then I'd have an excuse,
for the simmering rage in my belly.
You should have controlled me more.
then I'd have a reason to rebel,
an excuse to throw a fit.
you should have told me I'm useless,
said I wasn't good enough.
maybe then I could justify my self-loathing.
But instead I have logic, love, and compassion.
I have no target, excuse or justification for these feelings.
So I sit and scream inwardly,
and I play your little game,
dance your little dance,
while inside I'm hollow.

swoon mother fucker... swoon...