sometimes i have an urge to throw it all away
to spit on my life like i spit on the side of the
street when no one is looking to take my
report cards and burn them
to take my records and
burn them
to take our letters and burn
them

to disappear into the morning night
just take my student metro card and jump the turnstile
when it doesn't work
take the last subway car train down to
coney island and start swimming
scream
yell
SHOUT
on the empty yellow beach

look around and feel completely
alone

cut pieces of paper and glue them together
and feel completely
alone

ch op my wor ds u p i n t o li tt le pie ces a nd
f e e l c o m p l e t e l y a                                                                     lone

i don't want to go to sleep
i don't want to go to school
i don't want to see a single human
soul
again.