I am sorry
I was angry
I am really sorry
I was so angry
I am so angry
about myself
about all I did
that I regret immensely
about everything
and this is where my anger has got me
anger allows all kind of excuses to happen
I was so jealous
I felt so uncreative
I was so uncreative
I was jealous of everybody
I pretended I was creative
But I was not
Maybe that's the only thing I haven't talked about: my anger and my jealousy
I feel so sad
I know you're not there
wherever you are I wish you overcome the smoking
I wish you never let yourself be fooled by Jim again
I wish you find the Buddha
I wish you a blessed return