Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Take your fist and knock me out

hit me hard and remove all doubt

do you hate or do you care

does it matter if it's fair

look at me, in the eye

tell me even if I cry

should I stay or should I go

knock me out and then I'll know

4 comments:

tphil said...

Hmmm Andy,What happened? First I thought I was listening to The Clash, but with a whole different twist.

Andy said...

it's just a poem silly :) i'm fine

jess said...

andy,

just wanted to let you know, i'm experiencing a LOT of the same things you are experiencing... but it's about grad school. can you believe it? gahhhh what a downer. i miss you

jen said...

poems are such great therapy and so mysterious. no one really knows what each line means but you. i love it.