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Friday, March 19, 2004
Ut est mortuus
John Lennon- Working Class Hero
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
I was feeling crushed and so I wrote a poem. I feel better now. Earlier I felt all tense and I felt everything blearing in me and my head was pounding.
I'm starting to wonder why I even say anything anymore. It doesn't matter in the end.
Keep yourself to yourself.
I should be focusing on school rather than anything else. School. School, of all things, school.
I want to be alive, but most of the time everything else gets in the way. Things in the way cause me to not be alive, but live a half-life that ends as soon as it begins, and repeats over and over again in endless hopeless tustles.
Ego sum nemo; ego sum nihil. Ego cogito igitur ego sum, et ego cogito nihil et ego sum nemo. Nemo--ego sum nemo. Nemo est meus.
Est scelestus. Omnes. Omnes est sclestus. Tu est scelestus. Deus est scelestus, si ibi habitat. Ego sum scelestus. Omnes est scelestus. Sunt mortui--sunt mortui.
Erat bonus. Erat non bonus. Erant bonus. Sed non eras bonus, et eras bonus.
Curro per. Curro in. Curro, sed ego sum nemo. Eo iam currere. Nolo currere. Nolo currere e omnia, sed sunt non omnia possum facere. Sunt non omnia possum facere. Sunt non omnia; non sunt.
Verbero tantum verberare.
Et ut est mortuus, ego sum hic.
Ego sum hic.
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