Come one, come all

Scanning the childern's marshmellow ads,
I spotted something gross,
yellow mush on the center of my newspaper,
it was stuck to the page good,
ended up ripping my paper..
I was so ticked!
My face turned red, and I said a bad word,
such a thing I should have done,
but right now I am just tired of everything,
sick of it all!!!!
life sucks then you die,,
why is that even in my foul little head,
it's parked next to my church experiance,
the area of my life where i praise God,
then walk out of the building..returning to normal,
seeking to live the best I can,
I am so likeable..just please believe me now,
for a second look I will do something dumb,
running full speed..blind as a bat,
hiding the true me..cause he is sooo lame,
help me to recover from myself,
to forgive the things I've done..mistakes call my name,
I pick up the phone every time..and then wonder why,
my family is hurting in the pocket book..I want to believe it's not all my fault,
but all the signs point my way..so i settle down to another cup of self pitty,
yell at my boy, and then hit the wall,
help me if you can..you don't know the real me,
don't know if i ever will either,
the curse of life..is you are your own worst fault,
I heard that from a movie star..
rich, beautiful..wreck!
I will say bye now..pick up your eyes and leave,
but come again to read my dreams!