-April 21, 2001-

So Long ago, I felt that pain.
Always there to remind me of what I could leave behind.
I never did, ‘cause it’s just not me.
I keep them clutched close to my chest.
You used to say they’d have to cut me open to comprehend

Even with my guts on the floor you’d never understand.
Never realize.
Never remember
Never care.
Those words were worth nothing.

Like the garbage you see on the street
It makes you shake your head in disgust
But we all walk right on by
And it’s sad but true
That it’s the way I like it.

Written and Owned by Dan Chubaty 2004