01.20.2003

Eeyai Eeyai Oi!
by Casey Sheldon

Trembling resentment helps me want to hide away
Dying in the morning as I fight myself to start
Repulsed by all the things I hate about myself
A white canvas with bloody fangs that is become
My purgatory my insignificant gnosis conservatory
And still I only want to RUN HIDE in the night
Cards, don’t fail me now…