I've Been Writing In Notebooks For 40

I Asked My Dad What Afflicted Meant And He Said 'sickness Son, And Things That Don't Fit.'

I Know That Big People Don't Like Questions From Children. They Can Ask All The Questions They Like, How's School? Are You A Good Boy? Did You Say Your Prayers? But If You Ask Them Did They Say Their Prayers You Might Be Hit On The Head.

I Don't Believe In Happiness Anyway... It's Too Much Of An American Pastime, This Search For Happiness. Just Forget Happiness And Enjoy Your Misery.

When I Act Tough They Listen Politely Till The Spasm Passes. They Know.

I Can't Go Back. The Past Won't Go Away In This Family.