05 DEC 86
NO DIRECTION
I was born into the world with no direction.
I looked towards a girl for a little affection.
But she cut me up in little sections.
Thinking I could handle her rejection.
But if she had taken the time,
To make a close inspection.
She could have seen,
She left me with no direction.
Suicide, Suicide, no direction.
By
Calder Wolfe