mmccciv

1st, you need a

reason for existence.

I wake up one morning,

feel like such an

*ugly human being.  Do I

care?  Of course I do,

trammeled, as it were

(I so hate this part)

I think, pummeled as I

am (I so hate this part),

with every other fist

in every other sea

(the great blue sea)

along with all of the

fishes of this heresy.

*idiot, a miserable failure,

rotten to the very core.

Dare I care?

Of course I do.

(At least I think I do.)