E-mail from Poxfil is like Christmas, no matter the season.
Lyrics
Can’t understand
Just where I am
How can so much good
Bring pain again
So sorry, and I
Should be
Can’t understand
Why I am, like I am today
Damned strange
And unusual
In my shoes
Makes me feel
Like it must feel
To be in hers
Like I’m
Not connected
To the same kind of system
My family and friends
Don’t understand
Live my horror
Then we’ll talk again
Maybe simply
Shut my mouth
Like a thousand days gone by
Some days I cave in
Next day morning comes
Do it again
Breathe through a pinhole
Still you wonder
Why I fear
her mother
