Вершы: Henry Rollins. Thursday Afternoon.

Please let me see the faults my ego denies me
Don't let me grow so tall
I forget the ground beneath me
Don't let me forget
That satisfaction has no friends
That glory's only fleeting - already gone

I've wasted so much time
I'm trying to get it straight in my mind

Don't let me think it's love
When it's only just obsession
I've spent so many nights punching that wall

Show me the difference between decision
And denial
I want to know why I ask why

Let me see my confusion for exactly what it is
Don't let me make my rage a tool of regret
Allow me to sidestep my frustration and hostility
And the violence that comes to me so easily,
Too easily