The sound is terrible and the playing is crude in places.  I hadn't gotten the hang of singing and playing at the same time yet. This was raw and in the developing stages and because of my shyness, not a bit of singing except the first few lines of the poem I wrote in high School

 It was some of my first and original writing that I had recorded with colored pens and illustrated-filled 2 journals-- all lost in the flood of 1999---

along with my house..

https://youtu.be/Zj5CChhf63g?si=_JCkb7bEpHjAYZ4j

I don't know if I can find the original poem. This is a revised version of what I originally wrote:

Just wasn't yesterday
that I began to fade away,
melting into the
pale gray walls,
overcome by rules and laws.

There is no escape
from a loneliness
that becomes my drape.

I am shrouded in sorrow
casting dread on tomorrow.
I want to kiss them all goodbye
and go to the place where
my pain can't cry.

But Hell is here...
and so am I.

12/20/2011

I think my original version was  better....if I could only find a copy or remember it enough to reconstruct. Oh well.