Cake for the emptiness

At my parents place... I've just had a to large dinner and to much valetinescake( 2 days late, just for me...) My stomach is filled, but the hole in side me is still wide open. Don't know what to do. I was desperatly thinking of something to write, a poem, a shortstorie, anything. But I'm out of ideas. Or, I have ideas but I can't find the words anyway. There's two possible reasons till why I've lost my "gift" of writing.

1: I think to much about that "If I can't write, I'm nothing"

2: I thought I was good at writing but I've acctually been a looser all the time..

(or, if I shall think positive, its just a bad period...)

Gooood... No.. i should say god. I don't belive in god. GOD DO YOU HEAR ME? I DONT BELIEVE IN YOU!



Child Psychology lyrics ( black box recorder)

I stopped talking when I was six years old
I didn't want anything more to do with the outside world
I was happy being quiet
But of course they wouldn't leave me alone
My parents tried every trick in the book
From speech therapists to child psychologists
They even tried bribery
I could have anything, as long as I said it out loud

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

Of course this episode didn't last forever
I'd made my point and it was time to move on
To peel away the next layer of deceit
And see what new surprises lay in store
My school report said I showed no interest
'A disruptive influence' I felt sorry for them in a way
And when they finally expelled me
It didn't mean a thing

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it

("At that time she stopped what she was doing, she stopped playing... she stared, she had the facial grimicing... and then the psychiatrist was saying, "Julie, Julie, can you hear me? Can you open your eyes? Can you stick out your tongue?" And all of a sudden, Julie struck out")

The November when I came home the Christmas decorations were already up
Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights
And an artificial tree that played Silent Night
Over and over again
My parents welcomed me with loving arms
But within an hour were back at each others throats
Normal, happy childhood back on course
Batteries not included

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it