i know everything i do.
i know i really don't have a clue.
i know i would rather
learn life with you, and quit school.

i know i would rather let it all out.
i know i wish i could just scream,
i wish i could just shout.
with my bright eyes choked dim
and my chapped-lip pout,
wondering what life is all about
and trying not to.

i know now it's coming back,
every night before i hit the sack.
and i know understanding i will
always lack,
and try to understand.

i know i try to take a stand.
i know i cry over hardships and our lives-
so bland.
i know you really try to be a man,
and you just can't.

i know nothing we want barely ever works.
i know my heart shakes and bursts.
i know that my brain fucking hurts.
i know that life is a blessing as well as a curse.
i know i'll never have enough money in my purse.

i know that i feel trapped;
trapped like a god damn rat.
i know that we are all cracked.
i know by reality we've all been smacked.
i know there's a reason we all like black.

i know we all do drugs.
i know we're all on drugs.
i know it makes us all feel the love.
i know i love yours kisses
and i love your hugs.
i know we don't really need the drugs.

but most of all i know there comes a time
when we all do stupid and crazy shit 
and want to die.
i know how it is to want to commit suicide.
i know it sucks to be shy.
i know how it is to not see a light and sigh.
i know how it is to feel like there's no escape
accept to say goodbye.

i know it lessens the pain to get high.
i know i can still see it in my eyes.
i know that it's something
no one can really hide.
and i know first hand,
it's better to be alive.

love michelle.